Monthly Archives: September 2013

Mourning the loss of my place attachment

069I’ve lost my muse.  I can’t do it anymore.  Not actually writing of course – otherwise you wouldn’t be reading this – but my ability to identify with places, the very thing that made writing this blog (and I hope reading it) such a delight.

In a post earlier in the year I described how I had realised that my attachment to places was very largely fuelled by my imagination – based on what I’ve read, films or TV programmes I have seen, or even songs that I have heard.   And once I understood that I was attaching to somewhere created in my imagination – or in many cases originally in somebody else’s – the hold that place attachment had over me was gone.  And I can’t get it back.
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