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.