Wordless Wednesday: Perspective

Welcome to Harrison, New Jersey

For as long as I can remember, the parcel of land between the railroad tracks and Interstate 280 was a campus of large abandoned warehouses.  Over the last couple of months, I’ve watched these monuments of brick, broken glass, and graffiti get torn down, reducing them to gigantic piles of steel and concrete.  Presumably, the rubble is then carted off to a landfill, where they are mixed with other trash to form even more gigantic piles.  The parcel of land will ultimately make way for a sparkling new train station.

It almost makes my mountain of diabetes-trash seem inconsequential.

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(If you look closely, you can see a piece of heavy construction machinery on the top of that building. I have no idea how it got there)