Lonely

Call me crazy but a construction crane against a cold winter sky is a lonely sight. Note really sure why but whenever I see one, I think of loneliness. Freud would probably have a field day with such an observation. "Tell me, Mr. Thompson, just exactly when did you start seeing loneliness in inanimate objects." "Not really, sure, doc. I think it goes back to my childhood when I would see a toy all by itself in a corner. It just looked so sad." Oh, forget it.

Lonely

Call me crazy but a construction crane against a cold winter sky is a lonely sight. Note really sure why but whenever I see one, I think of loneliness.

Freud would probably have a field day with such an observation.

“Tell me, Mr. Thompson, just exactly when did you start seeing loneliness in inanimate objects.”

“Not really, sure, doc. I think it goes back to my childhood when I would see a toy all by itself in a corner. It just looked so sad.”

Oh, forget it.

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