gosh, just read what i wrote last night and i did not mean to be such a bummer.

10 weeks is long enough to settle into routine but nowhere long enough for those of us who are lost pedestrians to be found. no one will ever find you if you are not lost to begin with. isn’t that what they say? and i think they will also tell you when they find you, do not despair.

and I think there are signs that people are beginning to find me. today i discovered that someone had broken into my car. everything was scattered around. a shoe that was in cargo area was on the driver’s seat. a pair of broken sunglasses I had meant to toss was retrieved.  papers from the glove compartment were scattered everywhere. my vehicle registration, car insurance forms, the car manual. whatever they were looking for, they did not seem to find it.

it was the most polite car break-in i’ve ever experienced. i think i will write them a thank you note.


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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