the light was so glaring earlier tonight when I exited the shroud of the building where i work. it was difficult to focus. then i realized that maybe it wasn’t the sun. maybe i just have this new innate ability to see auras. auras everywhere. some people wear them more loudly than others. but even the darkest of auras … i have this sensitivity to all of them. there must be a word for this kind of sensitivity. it’s not light sensitivity. well, it is and it isn’t. i can feel an aura approaching behind me, walking below me. up in the skyway.

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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