|Empty in the dark|
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This boarded up building calls to me in my peripheral vision, as if it has a story it wants me to tell. I don't really have the time for it, but I can't resist, because I don't know when I'll be back this way. At this time of day. With this particular combination of weather and mood. And who knows, maybe it won't be here at all.
I quietly think to myself that things change quickly in this universe, and we miss stuff if we let moments like this slide. So I slip my phone out of my pocket and rack off a few frames.
I still don't know what this building's story is. Maybe this place and the beleaguered, once-vibrant street it calls home are on the verge of renewal. Or not. Indeed, no one can know what comes next, here or anywhere.
But as I continue on my way, I smile with the knowledge that I've at least begun the process of telling that story, and I didn't push the moment into some nebulous day in the future. Today was a good day to start.