Just a memory

What a sad case Woolworths is, the one in Stockport closed down over the weekend. I had a walk in before I went away, in between Christmas and New Year and it was just so, so sad. I just wish I had not taken the chance, stayed out of there. 

It reminded me of a fast fading british seaside resort in winter, out of season, you know? When it's cold, empty and uninviting. A shadow of its' former self, where a desperate melancholy kind of hangs heavy in the air, fearful of it's own future; because it knows its' future is nothing. I could feel it, I really could and it upset me. I've shopped in that same store since I was a child, and I don't want my last memory to be this one.

I walked past it several times today and they were clearing out what was left of the fixtures and fittings; this world can be so hard and unforgiving at times. Maybe there should be no sentiment in such circumstances because I know nothing is infinite; yet still if no one cares what chance has anyone or anything?

Soon she will be an empty shell.... just a memory.