Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Box 16
None of the people coming to class seem to talk outside. We all rush into the church as fast as we can. I really don't know why. The parking lot is small with several vehicles already there from various other activities. As the church is located downtown there are buildings all around. If I am facing away from the church the old newspaper building is right in front of me. there is a broken down looking parking lot beside that which has two smaller buildings on it. Furthest from me is the old whitinger building. It too seems a bit worn but I think that is mostly from the choice of paint. It is a not altogether unattractive shade of washed out blue, but as it has been cloudy more often than not and edging towards night that cool seems even more faded and grey. The only real open veiw is to my right where another larger parking lot faces this one, to the left is Muncie music, with the pale grey stoned church looming behind me. There is nothing particularly nice or particularlly ugly about the building, but with all the grey, emptiness around it seems somewhat barren. I guess I do know why we all go inside to the warmth and light so quickly.
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