an odd day of feeling nothing absolutely nothing at all. i wish that would scare me but today i am not capable of even feeling scared. Which makes this all the more scarier.
what if i am this way tomorrow? will i feel less than i’ve felt today? and the day after that… ?
then one day i might ask what it was like to feel, at one time? and then i would try to imagine what that felt like, back then.
but tonight, it’s a foreign concept. i don’t know why it is that way.
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.