as in: being in places that are emptier than they typically are (e.g. a school campus or workplace on a weekend or holiday?)
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as in: being in places that are emptier than they typically are (e.g. a school campus or workplace on a weekend or holiday?)
yesssss
I LOVE IT
Sometimes I have to get up very early to go to university or hit the road or be at work and I always love it. It's such a cozy feeling. Like the place is still brimming with life, but I'm allowed to have this almost intimate experience with it.
yes, very much so
This trait is common to all of my favorite places: walking in the early morning, in rain, in deep snow, in fog, at night
staying on university campus during spring break or other holiday breaks, visiting the office on a weekend or staying past when everyone else leaves
one of my favorite memories of this was walking around (slowly) during an ice storm that had knocked out power. everything was so quiet and still, hostile because of the weather, yet cozier than any other time.
also, walking through a factory when it's not running and most of the lights are turned off
especially places where I feel comfortable talking out loud to myself without needing to filter
Those were my favorite moments at university and at previous jobs too.
Walking around campus at night while it snowed and it being so eerily silent, it was like you were the only person in the world at that moment. And the ice storms, it was incredible to see the campus covered in ice.
The solitude and the natural beauty outside a former office after everyone else went home, it was one of the best places to just sit in the break room or lobby and watch the rain or snow.
And I found walking through the various machine shop buildings at another job melancholic when everything was shut down. It felt like the shop "knew" that it didn't have much time left, and that the last time those machines would ever be turned on was approaching fast.
My "office" at that job was in the old administration area lobby, which had been mostly abandoned except for the mainframe computer I was responsible for that summer. It was a place permanently frozen in the late 80s/early 90s, and it felt just like everyone had walked off the job one day and never came back.
It didn't help that it was attached to the manual machine shop, and only a couple people were still working there. It was a big cavernous place, filled with manual lathes and mills, and almost all of them silent except for the machines closest to the path leading to the building with the CNC machine shop.
There was also a modern office building on the property that was permanently sealed off because its construction had disturbed some hazmat that had been buried there, and responsibility for the cleanup had been in litigation for years. It was another place that had the eerie vibe of a place suddenly abandoned. For some reason, the vivid memory of noticing that the fake plants were still left in place through the lobby windows stuck with me.