audition #1

hours and hours i exerted all day in search of some form of inspiration, but instead was consumed in unsuccessfully deciphering copyright regulations and licensing agreements, far more than my feeble brain could grapple with.

other than that, today was audition #1 for my new therapist. very formal, but i kind of liked her. i’m not sure why. or maybe i tried to like her. and now i can’t remember. but there will be another audition for another therapist next week. i think i will need to assemble a panel of judges to help determine the winner.

after therapy, i stopped at a Panera for a tuna sandwich which was acceptable. it came with chips which I did not eat, but I gave to a homeless person as i walked to work. i wish i could offer more than that to everybody. especially when it is 0 degrees outside. how do people manage?

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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