how can i instigate change, amidst such stuckness? maybe not stuckness itself, but the fear of stuckness. i have to come up with a new plan. for a while now, i’ve taken the strategy of setting things in motion myself…  and then hoping that the things i am setting in motion will align with the right people in the right places at the right moments. and maybe this will happen, but i guess i have to be patient. which means waiting. i have been waiting a very very long time. so long, i wonder what it would be like to not be waiting. maybe i don’t know what not waiting feels like.

maybe it’s not even about waiting. maybe it’s more about adapting to existing circumstances. but what if that adaptation does not occur? maybe i have an unwillingness to adapt, and this is what keeps me waiting, and that is what keeps me stuck. i don’t really want to wait anymore, but i don’t want to surrender the hopes 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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