Aged
So, during my recent time in Cape Breton, I visited some really old shit. Like, really old. From the 1800′s. I visited a mansion that my grandmothers both worked in at some point. I also went to a cemetary. Some people might think that’s morbid, but it really isn’t. The neat-o thing about it is that I went into a mausoleum. Or however you spell that! It was pretty cool, very peaceful. Something about old things like that make me think good thoughts. I don’t know why, they just do. Not to mention the fact that I visited my grandparents. Also old. Hahaha. Anyways, I’m enjoying a mostly peacefull time in my dorm right now, as my room mate still hasn’t gotten back from his parents’ house. There really isn’t much more to add other than my affinity for antiques, I spose. Music away!
