Hey everyone. I’m feeling the full force of insomnia tonight. This is the view out the front window of my apartment. My neighborhood is old and when it’s empty like this it is haunting. It is especially eerie to walk home around this time. This street used to be brick and instead of tearing up the brick and using modern materials, they just slopped pavement right on top of the original road. At this time of night, everything echoes. It’s easy to get startled by sounds, only to realize that you are the one making them. I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else.
I sort of forgot about this site until recently. I’ve been sick so I’ve had a lot of time on my hands. I went to ye olde pp.com to see what had happened to the wreckage and then wandered here. How is everyone?