avoid, resist, embrace

it turns out that avoiding and resisting may sometimes be advantageous in the sense of giving me more time to gather information about what i may be avoiding… after all, i’m an information gatherer…

whether my avoidance is really attuned with sharply-honed and astute instincts… or mere trappings of fear and delusion, I do not know.  how can I tell if I am avoiding or simply stalling for options that I would gladly embrace?

but i think when i avoid, it has a chain reaction, and I gradually find that any move I can make, this way or that, has some element of something to avoid. there’s always something to avoid, but it feels much harder than finding something to embrace. although tonight I seem to be embracing a bag of raw almonds a little too closely.

yet I am grateful to have more time for nothing happening at all, which makes me feel as if I am avoiding less, but not necessarily embracing more… except embracing hope that situations will arise around me where i can avoid avoidance and embrace embracing.

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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