Story-A-Day #1: Sidewalks

I've been shooting a sadly lacking amount of movies lately, but quite the opposite amount of still photography. This has lead me to an idea that will keep my writing skills honed and hopefully produce some interesting photo/story vignettes. My question to you is: Would you be interested in checking out a photo-a-day with accompanying story, blurb, verse, poem pieces. I'll do a sample here:


SIDEWALKS

It is a lonely walk along the cracked sidewalks of nostalgia, those narrow streets where people and places forgotten now live. Feet shuffle solemnly, seeking passage back to the better times that once existed, yet never sure of their destination. Knowing only that it was better there, with the people who loved and the smiles that fell upon unknowing faces.

It’s not that the here is a bad place, or that it is any different than where we used to be, it’s just that the things that overwhelm us only do so in the now. Back then, there are no concerns and even the bad can seem good through the gauzy haze of introspection.

And while we wander along these narrow avenues of memories half forgotten, where we are and what we have become slowly fades away, for better or for worse. This is why we come. This is why we continue to wander these crumbling landscapes. We are like cracked Polaroid prints that fade over time as they expose themselves to oblivion.

There is something to be said for these lonely streets and the perspectives they supply us. There is an intrigue that can be gleaned from the ghostly faces that peek out at us from behind tattered lace curtains. There is a comforting sense of belonging on every doorstep. These are special places, these sidewalks of the mind.

They are our passage from then to now. They are the way back home, or at least the to the place we perceive to be home. The danger in seeking yourself, is forgetting how easy it is to get lost along the way.

What do you think? Worth Pursuing?