This is actually from a couple of weeks ago, when I toured the ballroom with Dave and Jimmy. It’s the old telephone/paging system that ran through the Elks Lodge. I don’t know why it matters- all of these old and dilapidated things in my life. Aging systems and century old buildings that don’t mean a thing.
A passing thought and a photo that I don’t really have any use for.
Reliving the past, going over things I wish I could change but can’t, wondering how life would be different if I had only just picked option X. Or Y. Or Z.
But I’m here and now and unsure of what comes next. All I know is that it’s going to be beautiful…