shrimp role

i spent most of today trying to figure out where to put things, only to realize i had no idea where anything went. a mountain of paperwork. i tried to arrange it into little categorical piles, but soon there were so many categories and then so many distractions from categorizing… all of this with the goal of finding a lost $50 check that i may not have even received. finally, after 16 hours of categorizing and re-categorizing, i gathered all of the papers into the very same mountain from which i began.

and i thought, this is no way to live. then i went out to eat shrimp rolls and tilapia in ginger sauce at a thai restaurant.

and i returned to the paperwork, this time finding the file folder i created maybe 15 years ago for astrological charts. i was really thrilled to discover that i had the foresight to create such a file, but somehow it disappeared again, deep within the pile, along with the latest astro-cartography maps from December.

my astro-cartographer told me that great things would happen in about 4 months if i stayed in the same city and did not relocate to the west coast. i think i only have 1 month left to wait. but i am not sure what i am waiting for.


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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