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For as long as I can remember I’ve had a fascination with abandoned buildings. I love the echoes, love the loneliness, love the odd feeling of being alone, but being surrounded by ghosts.
I once bought one and moved in. Fixed it up pretty nice. That was a long long time ago. It was a good good time.
Thirteen used to be my lucky lucky number, ever since I was 7 and put a dime on the wheel at a church bazaar and it won - and I walked away with a cool $1.30 which was a considerable amount when you think a Nestlé's Crunch Bar cost five cents.
But I've got to rethink it... this year's been crap - troubles, illness, heartbreak... I'm half thinking those half-crazed Mayans might have been half right - though I don't half know about what.
Taking suggestions for sure-fire cures for angst, ennui, hospital stays, strict diets and other people. And any other good advice is always welcome.
Didn't get the palomino I was hoping for in 2012, definitely no Nestle's Crunch in 2013. What do I want from this year??? From the OTHER half of this year...
Titirangi Storyteller
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Must have been amazing to make a home when others abandoned it. You are such an adventuresome one!! We have a few remnants of farm buildings and diggin’s near us but many are being cleared off for more tillable land. If walls could talk…..
Happy Daze
22/08/2012 at 2:47 am
Yes, it was an adventure. I actually bought it for $414.50 (handled the closing myself.) And lived in it for 12 years. I have to say I did it up very nicely – but finally, it was time to move on – came here actually.
I’m still planning my trip to the American west, though it keeps getting pushed back. Looks like it won’t be until 2014 now, as I really want to get to Norway next northern summer as the Northern Lights have been peaking this year and next. Might not live long enough to get another chance to do that!
So I hope you’ve got a few ramshackle old farm buildings left when I arrive…
Titirangi Storyteller
26/08/2012 at 10:54 pm
In my youth, I always wanted to live in an old abandoned factory, a pseudo-loft existence. Never happened of course, just like the sailboat never happened. I live vicariously through your past.
poietes
02/09/2012 at 6:53 am
Hmmm… sometimes I think I do, too… My present is terribly mundane these days. I need some excitement and adventure.
Titirangi Storyteller
02/09/2012 at 9:25 am
So true, so true.
poietes
02/09/2012 at 10:13 am
I love beginnings – new adventures – all that potential… the next part… it’s not that I don’t like it, and it’s where our bread an butter comes from, but it’s just not as exciting…
Titirangi Storyteller
02/09/2012 at 3:13 pm