walls with paper

I am writing to you from the Doubletree Hotel in Rochester, Minnesota. I have been here for about 6 hours and I just noticed that the wallpaper is a rather tasteful white with greenish tint. What compelled me to be here were appointments at the Mayo Clinic with my transcendentally great otolaryngologist and neuro-ophthalmologist. I never thought I would utter those 2 (or 3 words). I am 99% at the finish line from my long journey that began in 2008. Almost there. Like 99.3%, maybe more.

My writing has no spark tonight. I am road weary. A bit freaked about finances. Not at all comfortable with uncertainty.

But my bigger issue is now that I know of 2 people who might be reading this, this puts a whole new slant on blogging, taking me back to the days prior to last week when this blog was a vacant parking garage. I’ve always wanted to stage a performance in a parking garage. But this seems harder. Somehow somehow there must be a way for me to convey my inner and outer experience without shame. I can keep shutting down blogs and putting up new ones, shifting identities, creating passwords, changing privacy settings. But the walls remain the same.

But I am determined to walk through them. no matter what.  Promise me you will make me do this, OK? And I will do the same for you. I promise.

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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