Sleepless Gen Xers: Meet Me at the Mall
Nov 5 · 4 min read
Forget other insomnia cures. Remember the mall.
I have found a cure for insomnia. It will likely only work for people born in the late 1960s through the mid 1970s, because it requires having spent hours of your life in a slowly-disappearing locale: the one-story indoor mall. When I can’t fall asleep at night, I close my eyes, and I visualize the magnificence of my favorite long-demolished mall. I envision opening the door and walking in. I begin to mentally pass the stores. If all goes well, I fall asleep well before I have to…

