Long Ago And Far Away

I've been really nostalgic lately- definitely because I'm getting older. With the loss of my father in 2011, and my mother suffering from a severe stroke in 2021 (she survived), losing friends and family in between and just seeing my life change so much, I really long for the past. For some reason I wanted to walk the halls of my high school, where I went from 95-99. I had heard the school was never really updated and I honestly just yearned to be there again, to this place where I had so many hopes and dreams. The Lonely Astronaut, in a way, is an extension of myself, and it couldn't be depicted any more perfectly than this image- sitting there, missing the past, taking it all in after only having dreamed of these halls for the past 24 years. And just like my real life, everyone left. No familiar face walks those halls anymore. Feeling so very alone, so detached from the past. I'm grateful I was allowed to take photos here, but it also filled me with an aching sadness. I miss those days.