Ok so I vaguely remember this really crappy mall that I probably visited when I was three and me and my mom would eat there when i was three, but I don't really remember it. Using my vague memory I tried to categorize it, it certainly seemed kind of run down, it had orange on the walls. I don't know, maybe it was an 80's thing.
I can't really decide if this is a do want or a do not want in the memory pile. You have to be really careful about what documentation you decide to leave in the memory pile because it is ran by the worst portion of my brain. I think there is a control panel composed of 80 employees (most of them demons) working on a giant imaginary control grid inside my brain only in an attempt to get lolz.
But lets get to the point: Sometimes when you are alone and all of a sudden some vague memory about a mall you went to a few times when you were three is proped up in front of you by an imaginary contol panel run by demons..... you're all like wait. Something isn't right.
I gotta focus on the here and now. Stay in the moment as it were. And I'm like O yeah I have to go back to my car to turn off the lights and get my wallet. The scary thing is that you go outside and it's all dark. Good thing I left the lights on.