I can Blow up Shops in the Mall with my Mind and Fly

I'm in a more futuristic iteration of all the shopping malls I've ever been inside in my life jumbled together. I can focus my spite into massive localized explosions, so I spend several hours sprinting down the passages and willing shops such as Build-a-Bear Workshop, Hot Topic, FYE, manicure kiosks, perfume kiosks, cell phone kiosks, jewelry kiosks, and The Hallmark Store to explode, and they're kind enough to oblige me with remarkable Hollywood style blasts that rattle the walls. Also, I can fly, so I do that, and make stores on the 2nd level explode too. Nobody is hurt, because I have the sensation of having destroyed the marketing concept of the store, instead of its market. I wake up exhilarated, but rather confused. Spring 2011.