i wish i had not waited until this very late hour, for me, (that was once an early hour back in the days of underemployment) … i wish had not waited until now to write anything. that stands amongst the day’s biggest regrets. for now i am now too weary to write.
although this weariness set in about 8 hours ago, i am finally succombing to it now. so i will simply say goodnight and i hope to see you soon.
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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