The Someday Shoppe

It Was Just As It Had Been The Last Time I Saw It. Dark Desolate And In Dire Need Of Repair. Still Uninhabited And Still Drawing Me Like A Moth To The Flame. After Having Seen Luke At The Caf I Needed A Moment To Clear My Head And Think Of Where I Had Seen That Face. I Put The Kickstand Down In Front Of The Old Brick Entrance And Strolled To The Front Steps Which Were In Disrepair To Sit As If I Owned The Place Looking Out Across The Street Where The Houses On All Sides Stood Straight And Prominent With More Beauty Than Functionality I Was Certain. I Quit My Thoughts Of Luke In Exchange For The Moment Needing To Visualize This House On Canvas.