white foods

a social networking snafu and we’ve retreated to our underground bunker where we will seek refuge for the time being. until we are off the radar, off the grid. imagining no one will ever find us here.

all of these huge dogs out on clark street tonight, in the lesbian quarter of town. great danes, newfoundlands, saint bernards, you could see all of them out there tonight. even the yellow labs were enormous.  it made my heart sing, in spite of my agitation from buying a pair of running shoes that i did not really like, nor did they fit my feet very well. but the salesperson at the running shoes store was so patient and kind. i had no choice.

but then agitation quickly set in. some of this is no doubt due to my unintended diet for today, which consisted mainly of white and yellow foods. white and yellow.

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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