so much of consequence is going on outside me…. my windows are shaking, but i am fortunate to have windows. my heart of hearts goes out to my friends out East. how i wish i could be there for them, more than in spirit. it feels unnatural for me to be here instead.
it’s hard to fathom what people are going through during this hurricane. one of the blowhards on the news was interviewing a mayor of town in Maryland that was hit pretty hard. the news guy actually said something like “so you’ve only had 1 death. that’s a pretty good day at the office.”
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.