I think he's asking in the Tony Bennett/San Francisco frame of mind, and generally as a low impact pot-stirrer.
I suspect none of us have left our entire heart anywhere, else we would move there. We've all left little bits of our heart scattered around as we find places that strike us as particularly wonderful in one fashion or another.
Like music, most of these will be context sensitive, meaning that you had some memorable event happen while in that place. For a few it may transcend that.
TClog for one, may have left an entire aorta and ventricle in Philmont.
MT left something blood-related in the cargo hold of a miniature Millenium Falcon, and literally left something bloody buried on Easton Avenue.
Pat's on the right track, though I'd like him to be a little more forthcoming about the various places (actually visited? only read about? imaginary?) where pieces of his heart yet lie.
I actually haven't considered it for myself yet. I was waiting to hear back from you folks.
And if we're talking about where we've left bloody remnants of ourselves, Mix, I'd have to say you left a piece of your heart in a the New Brighton Village sauna.
And me, around the ring of a broken off bottle that long since passed through a NE Iowa recycling facility.
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it looks as though this is supposed to be a link - is it? or is it the question that you want us to consider
I think he's asking in the Tony Bennett/San Francisco frame of mind, and generally as a low impact pot-stirrer.
I suspect none of us have left our entire heart anywhere, else we would move there. We've all left little bits of our heart scattered around as we find places that strike us as particularly wonderful in one fashion or another.
Like music, most of these will be context sensitive, meaning that you had some memorable event happen while in that place. For a few it may transcend that.
TClog for one, may have left an entire aorta and ventricle in Philmont.
MT left something blood-related in the cargo hold of a miniature Millenium Falcon, and literally left something bloody buried on Easton Avenue.
Tony Bennet (SFO) & Paul Simon (LON).
Pat's on the right track, though I'd like him to be a little more forthcoming about the various places (actually visited? only read about? imaginary?) where pieces of his heart yet lie.
I actually haven't considered it for myself yet. I was waiting to hear back from you folks.
And if we're talking about where we've left bloody remnants of ourselves, Mix, I'd have to say you left a piece of your heart in a the New Brighton Village sauna.
And me, around the ring of a broken off bottle that long since passed through a NE Iowa recycling facility.
ok - I got that - it was the linkiness that caused me to aim my mouse and click
I'm talking mostly about emotional attachments to places...but couldn't resist the Easton crack (so to speak).
As for me...
Rome
Nepal
Ames
La Mauricie National Park, Quebec
Prospector Inn, Escalante UT
Probably more....
that is a big question - anywhere I've lived to be sure and few places that I've visited
but this could and is about more than geographic location
explain
Of course it is, but you have to leave your heart in an actual place for this to make sense.
Not to say that this couldn't be a fictional place, like The Shire, or The Burrow, or the holodeck, or any other nerdly place you can imagine.
Apparently I'm the only one with a heart to leave. The rest of you have them shoved up your mother fucking asses.
Forget Tony Bennett. You're sounding a lot like Frank Sinatra.
Once someone else writes something that isn't talking about what your post means I'll give a shit.
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