Call me crazy but a construction crane against a cold winter sky is a lonely sight. Note really sure why but whenever I see one, I think of loneliness.
Freud would probably have a field day with such an observation.
“Tell me, Mr. Thompson, just exactly when did you start seeing loneliness in inanimate objects.”
“Not really, sure, doc. I think it goes back to my childhood when I would see a toy all by itself in a corner. It just looked so sad.”
Oh, forget it.