Crap, shrift. Good thoughts your way.
My mom just sent me a cute picture of the pseudo-grandbabies, because it's the annivesary of their dads' (legal) marriage, and I wrote back, "Thanks for some GOOD news for a change..." So she called to see what was up, was relieved that none of it was directly affecting me, and then told me my cousin lost her job! WTF, world?? W.T.F?
Pictures of an abandoned amusement park.
Evocative is the right word, Hec. You can hear the echoes of long-ago laughter and see ghosts of shiny, happy people. And now it's just decayed and dead. So sad.
Wow, shrift, I'm so sorry.
Evocative is the right word, Hec. You can hear the echoes of long-ago laughter and see ghosts of shiny, happy people. And now it's just decayed and dead. So sad.
Is it sad to you? A little melacholy for me, but in a good way. I love abandoned places. I love timeworn things. There was a whole huge photo book of abandoned mansions throughout the south that was so fantastic.
I don't feel the loss so much as the time transport sensation. Like I'm the ghost going back in time.
I'm sorry about your cousin, shrift. I hope your dad continues to be ok.
I'm sorry about the evil week, Shrift, and about your cousin.
I love abandoned places
Have you seen derelictlondon.com? If you like abandoned stuff, you'll love that.
I don't feel the loss so much as the time transport sensation. Like I'm the ghost going back in time.
I see this, but then I tend to bring the people into the picture, too. Just like the park used to be a happy place but is now decayed, the people who went there were happy then, but are now decayed, too. It starts off as melancholy but then just gets downright maudlin.
Oh, shrift, that's terrible. Much strength to you and all involved. And a quick recovery for your father, too.