right on

friday is my only 9-5 day of the week (the plight of the underemployed)… but still there are certain rituals attached to it. Like when I arrive, I always say to the very nice woman who always sits at the front desk, “hi, how are you doing?” And she always answers, “great! how are you?” And I always respond, “pretty good.” And she then she always responds “Right on!” But in a muted tone.

I wonder if she realizes how much i take that “right on!” to heart. It’s always my mantra to get me through the day. Some day I will have to think of a way to thank her.

Along the bus ride to work, there was a line of people outside the Apple Store, winding around the building. I could not tell how long this line was… it must have stretched for miles. Lots of trucks from TV stations. I guess the new iPhone is out. It amazes me that so many people can afford anything..

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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