an awkward moment

What is the difference between a body and a ghost? I could not tell which one you were. The streets, the galleries, the bookstores, the pizzerias, the train platforms, the office hallways, the lobbies, the bathrooms, the bedrooms, the elevators, you trod upon. That wasn’t really you, was it? I could have sworn it was you, but it turned out to be someone vaguely similar who answered to your name when I called. We exchanged glances, each of us imagining the other person was someone else, vaguely similar. Until we arrived at a mutual recognition that the similarities were tenuous and coincidental.

What an awkward moment that turned out to be.

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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