a change of place
I’m sitting in the food court of my local mall right now, my laptop at a comfortable height on the table and the booth providing good support for my back.
There is a bit of music in the background – easy listening, as they call it, that is very easy to not listen to, or at least to pay no attention to. A few families around eating and some kids over across the way, but the sound is somehow muted. The foam ceiling tiles, maybe?
There is nothing very pretty about this place. The mall itself is old and only half filled with stores. It lost one of its two “anchor” stores last year, a company that had been in business for 116 years or something, but couldn’t ride out this recession. I don’t know if it had anything to do with their demise, but their website was atrocious. They were sort of like a Macy’s store, but all you could buy on their website were mattresses. And maybe coffee pots.
I would people watch … I always read about writers doing that. Only, I take my glasses off in order to see the screen better, but without my glasses I can’t see the people unless they are standing right in front of me, so… fuzzy blob watching, maybe.
Anyway, I think I like it here. Free wifi. Not quiet, but noise that is not for me, which makes a very big difference. A block from my house. it’s my first day trying this out, but… I think I just may have found my writing space.
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Kai
I looooove food courts. I’ve gone to food courts to eat, write, people watch, and just be alone in a crowd, since I was 22. I find it oddly comforting. So you’re not alone! Go Nanette!
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