so tempting, so tempting... i peeked through the hole in the door of the abandoned house and saw this. that wooden crate and bench, the doors, the every bit of junk in that house, i want it! i am obsessed. i have been inside before, broke in about 20 years ago and stole some sweet love letters from the attic, but i don't have them anymore. last fall it seemed like someone busted the door and went through it all, there was litter strewn all over the surroundings for weeks afterwards. eventually the door was boarded back up. i could still fit through, but not the goods. i also remember being terrified of falling through the floor when i 'visited' last, so i'm not sure about the safety. there was also a deer bone on the stoop, which made me consider possible squatters of the fanged & clawed variety. the temptation is there, nonetheless.
i can't figure it out, but doesn't it look like a trompe l'oeil painting on the ceiling visible through the doorway? i see clouds.
part of me feels that the house has been left to the elements long enough for it to be a place for foraging, but i'm also aware of it still belonging to someone who cares enough to keep the door somewhat shut. no harm in sneaking in, i guess, but i'll need a partner in crime. just in case.
