tonight’s apology…

i started to write an apology to my dear friend C, only to realize i am too embarrassed to write about this or post this on Tumblr, even though there is really nothing to worry about because I can assure you (by “you,” I mean “me”) that absolutely no one will read this. no proofreader nor copy editor nor other real or sentient or mythological being. with not a soul to hear my story and forgive me, it cannot be an apology.

so saying i am sorry for saying something rather dumb after a ginger martini at Uncommon Ground has no real purpose. neither the drink nor the place I drank is of any real insignificance. i can say things i will instantly regret any time any where.

maybe that is my real purpose.

now i somehow managed to forget what i was even saying.

so my apology has achieved its purpose.

i am glad i said it.

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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