I guess people just do move on all of a sudden and really without warning. It just seems to happen. I read the posts of people who wrote all the time and then suddenly they just stopped. Many of these people were here long before I showed up so I never knew them. Guess they found something that was more fitting to their life or maybe they disagreed with something or maybe they just didn't care anymore or maybe they felt nobody cared about them. Who knows. They just moved on. I see that happening with many people I know on here. It is pretty inevitable that they are on their last posts and ready for something else or whatever. Will anyone replace them or will the numbers just continue to dwindle to where there is nothing else? A community of nobody. A ghost town where people used to joke, used to laugh, used to share themselves with people they never knew existed. Trust eroded, things were said about others that had no truth to them, hostilities developed, everybody left. Some stayed to see what would happen, hoping to rekindle that which existed at one time, but the time had passed, they moved on to other places, other times, other lives. The place they had found had flaws, later they found that all places had flaws, but the time had passed, nobody could ever go back, a previous life had been lived and was now forgotten. The old hotel stood in darkness where once upon a time lights glimmered every night welcoming those needing a place to get warm, a place to feel at home. The wrecking ball nearby reminded everyone in the village that change was coming soon. A small flame ignited near the now overgrown entrance.
