I couldn’t resist the on-the-nose title. Although “Head Like a Hole” is the actual song running through my head right now.
This image is a microcosm of the ruins of Pompeii. There are walls, everywhere. Holes, everywhere. This is a place of contradiction: so much preserved, and so much destroyed. And if you look hard enough, you can see echoes of the past — blurred in the background, just beyond what your senses can clearly detect, but they are there.
Pompeii is haunting, compelling, unnerving, and absolutely beautiful. Not sure I captured all that in my photograph, but I gave it a try.
Shot on iPhone 8.
More Pompeii thoughts in my previous post, Coffins and Keyholes
Muttering Retreats 
I wish I’d gotten my poop in a group when I was younger and got around to seeing places like this.
As it is, I’ve seen most of the States, so it isn’t like in well-travelled. But I made stupid choices as a young adult and my dreams of shoestring travel evaporated in the first port. Never got around to trying again after my bruised ego recovered.
I’ll have to wait until I retire, and my spouse doesn’t share this particular wanderlust, so… Maybe next life.
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Have you posted yet about that first experience? I’d love to read about it.
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It’s a very short story made long by my inability to tell stories of appropriate length.
I’m thinking about posting it. Haven’t yet.
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I’m somewhat story obsessed, but appreciate that it may not be ready for the telling yet. Selfishly hope it is, though.
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