“I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the colour of forgotten love.”
— Charles Bukowski
"I don’t chase anyone anymore. Wanna walk out of my life, there’s the door. Hell, I’ll even hold it for you."
Whenever I pass this part of Queen Anne Road, I feel like I’m in a scene of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre or some horror movie (especially at night, when the cross is lit). One day, I’ll drive around McHenry County and take photos of dilapidated barns, and I hope I won’t get shot for trespassing.