Old Pic
This one is old, but to me it looks how I wish to feel, and so I’ll always love it.
I remember that day well too. I was exploring this old factory that I used to love going to. I remember the feelings I used to get in there, serene, calm, myself. I actually miss it so much, it may sound strange but it’s one of those places that you just want to fall into and become a part of.
I’ve been reading this book lately called “The Keep”, the character describes the feeling that I’m trying to so well. He calls it “alto” as there isn’t really a word for it. It’s what you feel when you look at the stars, you feel small, yet you can’t help be absorbed in the beauty of it and you feel a connection to the entire universe through this one medium, you can almost feel that longing as well, the one you feel in your chest. The longing that makes you wish so badly you could spend eternity feeling this feeling but you know it will end, so it almost hurts.
That was this factory for me, when I die I only hope I haunt this place.







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