my biggest accomplishment today was becoming invisible on LinkedIn. for some reason, i felt liberated, uplifted, fleet of foot, the full weight of non-anonymity lifted from my shoulders.
for some reason, LinkedIn feels creepier than Facebook. Maybe because Facebook is so flagrantly privacy violating, while LinkedIn is more covert, which makes it a better spy.
the other night, i had a dream that I was walking out of a museum, carrying either a Van Gogh or a Rembrandt under my arm. how it got there was a mystery to me. i know it was not my intent to steal, i don’t think. perhaps it was kind of like walking out of a department store with the sweater you just tried on, but forgot to return to the rack. i tried to explain this to the security person who stopped me on my way out. i woke up just as he was calling his supervisor.
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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