winter is almost here, they tell me. i don’t think i am as certain of this as they are. but hearing them speak is a subtle reminder that this year, i should not forgot to waterproof my outer shell, while also remembering to make sure it’s permeable. with me, it’s always been an either/or … and there must be a way to be both. is this something you can learn, or you either have it or you don’t?

there’s a lot of people i know who just sort of naturally live in waterproof, breathable, permeable shells. i’ve always envied them. i’ve gotten so skilled at waterproofing. it’s something i’ve become rather proud of. adding layer upon layer, coat upon coat of waterproofing. until i am faced with a situation that demands permeability, and i totally panic when I rediscover just how impermeable i’ve become.

but on a positive note, at least i am permeable enough to acknowledge those shortcomings. and perhaps i can one day learn from them.

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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