there are some who might say  you have a way of always taking nothing and turning it into something when it really really was nothing, but still, you made such a big deal out of it. and you just clung on, holding on to it until it evaporated back into being nothing.

but then there are others who might believe that what you saw, but overlooked, or entirely ignored, really was something. and it could have been even more than something if you had the presence of mind to acknowledge it. but now it’s possible you may never ever know.

that must be a hard cross to bear.

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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