horse drama

forgive me for having fallen off my horse 6 years ago and forgive me for only just today learning how to re-mount her (my horse). forgive me for having let myself get so misdirected and misled.

but i am grateful for that moment I re-found my horse, promenading about in the meadows in an orange saddle, waiting for me. it feels like forever since we parted company. it may take a few months to adjust to each other, but we found each other…. and what else can 1 hope for as the solstice approaches?

things happen in flurries. or they don’t happen at all. one can feel easily intimidated by  all of these future unknowns. but there is nothing scarier than the feeling of being stuck in and frozen in delusion. which has been my habitat since i fell from my horse. but now i am re-locating.

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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