I made it out of a yearning for a past I can’t have back, and which really wasn’t as I remember it, but like enough to bring out the ache of regret. The door and window are photos from where I last lived in Seattle. Never thought they’d be used in this.
Most of the time I avoid putting memories into written words or pictures – the present is more than enough to contend with – but this felt right. And a bit liberating. I might do more of this sort of thing.
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silvery Tay 
I like all these windows/doors on the world.
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I’m finding this incredibly compelling. I keep returning to it in fascination.
I made it out of a yearning for a past I can’t have back, and which really wasn’t as I remember it, but like enough to bring out the ache of regret. The door and window are photos from where I last lived in Seattle. Never thought they’d be used in this.
Most of the time I avoid putting memories into written words or pictures – the present is more than enough to contend with – but this felt right. And a bit liberating. I might do more of this sort of thing.
I hope so.
I’m still returning to this: I guess you’ve got yourself a lurker. 😀
You’re my favourite lurker, Susan. Stick around, come in for a cup of tea.
Sounds great!
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