The road has been changed since I last visited this house. Now it has been cut off, almost it’s own island. It will become something that used to be there, under the parking lot of something else.
The house itself wasn’t a lot different. Windows were freshly boarded up which were not before. A lot more vegetation climbing over half of the house, trying to bury it before it’s plowed under. Almost some new form of composting.
I will miss that house, soon I think.