groundless and moot

not being a new years resolution person, i am surprised about how flooded i am by so many of them. but perhaps i should just try to keep things simple. i don’t know where to begin.

so i will simply resolve to live less fearfully, if not more courageously, if not more boldly. and then everything else can flow from there. i think that sounds pretty good. somehow i might also be able to fit in piano lessons and learning to speak Italian.

the way this year ended, in an avalanche of fears… the surgery, the healing process, the big decision between 2 jobs in 2 different parts of the country, the huge fears of making the wrong decisions, the fears of certain friendships evaporating, and my attempts to revived them ineffectual. the fears of things being frozen and stuck, the fears of my fears paralyzing me.

but i guess in only a few hours i will have no choice but to move on, as best as i can. and all of those fears will be rendered moot and groundless.

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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