Have you ever lived in a place where you feel it just takes too long to get home? Perhaps the walk to the centre of your town or city isn't too far, but there's a particular stretch of the walk that just tests your patience. I haven't had the misfortune of experiencing this all too much, back in England most of the shops were relatively close, it didn't take long at all to get where I needed. But here where I am in Armenia, there's one particular walk that just bores to death. An area in which there is nothing, barely even light. Wide roads with plenty of holes in them, and pathways of equal lack of quality. Cars have to weave between the holes in the road and drive as slow as possible as to avoid any damage. And people on the pathway have to essentially do the same. I try to find things to photograph whenever I go out, always hunting for subject, but in this area there really isn't anything, it feels as if you walk out of civilisation and into the depths of nothingness.
It's particularly bad when you have plenty of things to carry back home. Backpack full of gear or items purchased from the store, as well as general grocery bags. This long stretch has even had the question of just getting the taxi back come to mind. The temptation strong to just cut the long boring walk out entirely. It makes me question whether others nearby have this same feeling. Whether they instead just rely on cars to get anywhere; and I can't blame them. For some context, it's only recently that the government here actually introduced weekly pickups of the trash in the area. Isn't that strange to hear? That even picking up the trash in the area from the homes is a new thing. What makes this area far more intolerable to walk through is how people often burn things from their homes. The roads often coated in a dense smoke that makes it difficult to breathe. Even at night you have to keep the window closed often enough, otherwise the smell of burning wood enters the room.
I don't mean to rant all that much. It's really just a case of getting bored walking down the same road for so long. The realisation of how much time is wasted doing so. The lack of visual stimulance that comes with it. Slowly eating away at the sanity. To the point where it starts to encourage laziness as the thought of walking down that road twice just seems too much, where staying inside just seems the better idea. But hey, gotta get through the annoying things sometimes. Otherwise inaction leads to another type of insanity itself.
For the best experience view this post on Liketu