have you ever noticed this timeless spaceless feeling you get when you are traveling in a plane or a train, half-asleep with your eyes 3/4 closed, and you hear the faint murmur of voices of the people around you,  and it somehow feels comforting. and you think while you are half dreaming a thought that says, “i wonder if this is what death must be like. well not actually the dying kind of death…  but maybe this is what it feels like to be in the afterlife… to  be a soul without a body. if it is, it’s not really all that bad.” has anyone else noticed this?

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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