the new nodularities

doctors, doctor assistants, X-ray and MRI and ultrasound lab technicians seem to be finding a lot of nodules throughout my body these days. some are not worrisome, some should be monitored before they become worrisome, some are already worrisome.

Nodules in my liver. My lungs. My brain. What are they? Where do they come from? And what do they want from me? Is there anything I can learn from them? What will become of me? What will become of this blog?

Must i even be thinking these thoughts?  there are only so many nodules a single body can contain.

but it could all be nothing.

for tonight, i’ll just console myself and anyone concerned about me that nodules are only nodules. they come and go, just like any other fad or fashion. and i will be fine. Nodules and all.

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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