Before I lived in it, my old house had burned down and killed a boy. Also one should note there were locks on all the doors inside the house, but on the outsides of the doors. I’ve never liked that house, but I didn’t discover until recently those past events. I thought for years that it was because I didn’t like my stepfather, and so logically I transfixed all that pent up emotion on to the house. But I know in my heart I’ve just never liked it there. Apparently the boy’s sister showed up and asked if she could tour through the house and look around. So I ask you this- is returning to a place that haunted you as a child help you move on? Are there any memories would have rather forgotten that have attached themselves to physical places? And does going to that place help you forget them? Or move on? Let go?
He said I’m going to buy this place and burn it down
I’m going to put it six feet underground
He said I’m going to buy this place and watch it fall
Stand here beside me baby in the crumbling walls
Oh I’m going to buy this place and start a fire
Stand here until I fill all your heart’s desires
Because I’m going to buy this place and see it burn
Do back the things it did to you in return
-Coldplay
Posted in musings |
This is horrible but I have nothing useful to say besides that pie looks delicious.