The first Saturday night of my summer vacation.

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I went to the mall alone yesterday, and I really enjoyed it. Not only was I able to go to any stores I wanted to, but I could buy what I needed and make time to sit in a crowded area and observe people. There is something about people-watching and trying to get into someone's head that I find to be most interesting. Perhaps that is what drives me in my writing, and my art, and even my reason for wanting to do something psychology-related. I watched an older woman, who was lounging in a chair with a sort of puzzled look on her face as she read a small book with 4 billion pages. She had a large DSW bag, and she wore running shoes. I wondered why she was at the mall alone. Why was she reading? What was in her bag? Perhaps I am just nosey. Then a girl came over to a table by me and sat down with an Auntie Anne's Pretzel. She was pretty and I wondered why she was alone. Then her cell phone rang and I gathered that it was a friend meeting her. Eventually the friend arrived and the pretty girl left. Finally there was a girl who sat at another table close by, gabbing on her phone. She was having what seemed to be a very shallow conversation with whoever was on the other end, and after about 20 minutes of talking, she got up and walked towards Macy's as she made arrangements to talk later, and left. People are so intriguing.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't such a wallflower.