Final Clearance

I don't know what it is about a store closing that makes me sad, but it always seems to happen. Sure, I love shopping, at least on my own terms, but it isn't the loss of one more sale that bothers me. I think it has more to do with the ending of yet another chapter in life. One more store gone, one more familiar piece of my life lost to time, one less connection to this place, these years, these memories. When everything else leaves, suddenly it seems that you are the stranger and no one gives a damn about your experiences.