i’m starting to feel it again. winter is leaving. winter is leaving me again. o winter, how i pine for you to stay. if only you knew. is there anything i can do to convince to change your mind? it’s when you leave, you always take timelessness with you. and i just can’t afford to let that happen. i need time. i need more time. can’t you see that?
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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.
The Lost Pedestrian 