I have a strange new habit of seeking out old cemeteries of different kinds and taking long walks through them.

This world, despite being packed with people and noise still seems lifeless and hollow.

One of the few places one can appreciate not only true silence, but the lives of our past are the places most forget exist.

Strangely, as my mind seeps back in time, normality returns to me.

I begin to once more feel the world others have gone out of their way to stop me finding.

I return to a place modern times have no intent of granting me, to a place that will soon be gone for good.

Think for yourself