more on staying

it’s so strange telling my friends they did not know how close I came, within millimeters of leaving them for another city. But I don’t think they really even noticed. Maybe I was supposed to make this big blaring non-verbal announcement that I’ve “finally” for-real decided to stay and begin life anew and be more invested with my friendships, but no one really seems to pay much notice. They’re not celebrating because, to them, i am always around somewhere, usually not being celebrated, which is a good thing. But still, if one person would voluntarily tell me that they are glad i am staying, that would mean everything.

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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