How can I describe this place? It's a bit of an inbetween space. It's like Terminal 1 at Heathrow... it doesn't really lead to one specific place, it's like a lush dinner with fancy prawn left overs that don't get eaten or the last sips in a bottle of Veuve, or like a sports team made up of people that are always last to be picked... like a body without it's heart. It's almost there - but not quite there.
It's filled to the brim with things that we need - and want, friends, family, pets... yet it's empty because the people who own them, don't actually own them, and aren't there to love them.
It's the missing piece, the something that doesn't quite feel like it's complete. Sometimes it's not easy finding your way through this maze of life, with dead ends, and wrong turns.