I live next to a large cemetery. It’s one of those spacious Midcentury memorial parks, so it’s not a forest of crumbling gothic stones–but there’s one of those just up the road.
I have no doubt that next door was promoted as a modern alternative to maudlin Victorian excess.
Still…
I live next to a large cemetery. It’s one of those spacious Midcentury memorial parks, so it’s not a forest of crumbling gothic stones–but there’s one of those just up the road.
I have no doubt that next door was promoted as a modern alternative to maudlin Victorian excess.
Still…
Why?
Why?
In the past 10-18 months, I’ve–to some extent–lost interest in or disengaged from everything and everyone who mattered to me up to that point… and hardly anybody seems to have noticed. Or if they did, they basically kept it to themselves.
In the past 10-18 months, I’ve–to some extent–lost interest in or disengaged from everything and everyone who mattered to me up to that point… and hardly anybody seems to have noticed. Or if they did, they basically kept it to themselves.