Today was a sad day. One of those days that makes you realise just how fragile reality is. The oldest hotel in England burned to the ground today. I stayed in this hotel exactly one year ago. I had the most amazing room overlooking the cathedral. And now it’s gone. Three hundred years of history reduced to ash in just a few hours. All the things that occurred in those three hundred years. The good and the bad. All the incidents that the building survived. Now wiped out. Gone. I actually recorded a video from that hotel room that day. Little did I know that it would document the last time I could ever experience that room. That view. The history. That hotel. Life is fragile.
Having re-watched this video that I originally posted as a secret Easter Egg, it seems appropriate that the room in which I sat no longer exists. Remember, everything, really, is tears in rain.