Return to the City Another Day

Today I happened to realize something different at Circuit City. A lack of spice or flavor. Or color. Yes, it was color. A bright color on a small piece of paper! One that usually says something. Speaks to me. Deters me. Casts me away.

"XBox 360s are out of stock," it would call out to me.

Today the voice was quite. There was calm. I was welcomed here.

My wallet became unsettled. Agitated. Tireless.

I simply hushed the wallet with my hand and soothed it's restlessness. "There will be another, better than that," I told it. "It will be updated and will contain no evil. One day we will return to this place, this I promise you."