So I went home to visit my parents. It's been a little over a year since the last time I was home, and this visit, while better than most, followed the same disturbing pattern of previous visits. I spent the majority of the day at the mall. I swear, I didn't spend that much time there when I was a kid. But when parents/friends work, what else is there to do in Oshawa?

Of course there's a nit of a hidden desire that accompanies my mall treks: I secretly hope to run into people I went to school with. This is both a thrilling and terrifying prospect; kind of like watching a horror film. I'm genuinely curious about some of my former schoolmates, but I dread ACTUALLY running into them and trying to explain what I do. So far though I haven't had much to worry about. Apparently not many ex-Robertonians frequent the mall Tuesday mornings.