I miss malls. I miss the dynamic nature of them. I miss exploring them. I miss seeing all the things that people could buy. I miss the atmosphere. I miss the fountain you throw your pennies in. I miss meeting so many different people. I miss the escalators. I miss the joy of going into the mall pet shop and seeing the animals warm up to you. I miss sitting at the food courts, eating my weirdly quality pizza and taking in the ambiance. Hell, I miss getting lost in malls.
One of the things that feels like a stab in the heart as an aspiring parent is I will never be able to take my kids to the mall and have them experience the same experience. I look at malls now and want to cry. Look at me, a commie crying over a pillar of capitalism. That’s how much of a friend malls were to me, yet nobody I know will say they relate.
I can definitely understand why someone would feel so nostalgic about them, as a fellow commie. personally, I really enjoyed our mall’s general vibe around Christmastime especially. I associate them with a more carefree time, as well.
As for me, I really miss acting. was in musicals and drama/humor speech competitions all 4 years of high school, and even went to states/nationals for the latter, then acting classes in college. it’s such a satisfying creative outlet for me.
I suppose I could start doing it again now, but the time investment would be so much more significant than it was when I was in school, and I cant help but think that my time would be better spent toward something more “productive”.
also, the daycare I went to as a little kid used to serve us soy sauce flavored ramen with mashed potatoes (including butter/milk). so healthy! 😬 I really loved it, though, as long as the noodles weren’t overcooked. I could go for some now.
I crave epiphanies. Discovering experiences or knowledge that I didn’t know I needed.
A mall store called World of Science back in the day helped propel my interest in science and exploration. Miss that store…
I miss the nostalgia of going to Toys R Us with my parents. I can still smell that new plastic smell occasionally that takes me back. I wonder what type of plastic that is because it seems more rare nowadays… Certainly carcinogenic lol.
I want to put washing machine powder in a bowl, and put farbic softener on it like its cereal.
One of my life goals is to write a Broadway musical based on the life of Mata Hari.
Are you describing Sbarro’s as weirdly quality pizza or did you have a different pizza place in your mall? I used to eat that as a kid. It looked shiny and neat. I liked it. I tried it years later as an adult. That pizza was nasty. Quality might have took a dive after 10 years though.
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Spending time with children instead of just watching subpar product placement created for me to look at advertising while telling the kids to watch even worse subpar product placement created for them to look at advertising.
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