Every Spring since college began, I have to go to a mall (I forget the name - it's deserted and weird and has all wooden interior inside) for reasons I won't go into.

For two years in a row, each trip has brought on a MAJOR INSIGHT:

Trip #1: Marveling at the grotesqueness of others' have-and-have-nots is just as - if not more - grotesque. And it cannot be disguised in "compassion" or "empathy."

Trip #2: The beauty of spontaneity cannot be forced or manipulated. If it is, it becomes cheap and ugly.

This afternoon, I went to the mall and nothing happened. No new insights.

Some new perspectives on my future, but nothing earth-shattering.

I don't know. Maybe it'll occur to me later.