Ghosts Live Here

I have heard myself say that a house with a death in it can never again be bought or sold by the living. It can only be borrowed from the ghosts that have stayed behind.

Lily from “I Am The Pretty Thing That Lives In The House

I love to run, and I love to find and see old forgotten homes and abandoned places, and when the later happens in the course of the lesser it’s like magic.

(Seen along the Chattanooga 50 Miler.)

I think we should celebrate the things that bring us joy. This post is just a celebration of those places, and of this amazing poem I came across while *shockingly* browsing a Facebook group for abandoned houses (I belong to several).

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#mixtapemonday

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#mixtapemonday

Content! Put the unapologetic back in your indie rock. You’ve got #sevendaystoslay.

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Hold Up.

“If you want to go fast, go alone. If you want to go far, go together.” – African Proverb

There is a duality to trail running. For all those miles spent alone in the wilderness and often times the dark you manage to find yourself in the company of, and connecting with, some of the most amazing people on Earth. This post is for each of you that I’ve met along the way in my own journey, and for those I’ve yet to meet,and for those I’ve drug along the way. My life is richer because of you.

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