I was hanging out with my friend L today, drinking tea outdoors on Southport Avenue. We were having this wonderful fluid conversation, with occasional non-disruptive disruptions.
She would say, “You should look behind you. That dog is amazing.”
A few minutes later, she would say, “You should look behind you. There’s this couple walking together, and one of them has a broken arm. And the other has a broken leg.”
And I thought, how wonderful and remarkable it must be to be so present and so observant and alive. I would have totally missed those things on my own.
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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