It was a couple days ago when I noticed that The Love Chapel on Graham Avenue is no more. When it was for sale a couple of years ago, I used to fantasize about turning this church into an amazing bar and music venue, the type of fantasies I have a lot when I look at empty buildings. I wanted to retain the exterior, that amazing red awning that stretched to the street like a very old movie marquee, announcing in cursive script: The Love Chapel.
So it was particularly heartbreaking when I saw that the awning had been ripped off the building, that this dream would now never happen. I'm sure this beautiful building is now probably going to be some fancy glass apartments. It seemed of particular significance that my breakup with Jacob occurred at the same time that the The Love Chapel was being torn apart.