Too much of nothing

My day at work began with oatmeal and a banana.

And then it continued until lunch (salmon salad, overly salted).

Plodded on until my nap on the bathroom floor.

Why do I sleep better on bathroom floors than on my own mattress?

And then there was a 3:30 snack (protein bar).

And a cancellation of the meeting I was supposed to lead, which was such a blessing, I stopped to thank the universe.

And finally made my way out of there. To the train.

And I feel absolutely nothing.

there is no shortage

Of absolutely nothing

Nothing I know of

Maybe if i close my eyes, I can summon something. But I would probably fall asleep before that occurs.

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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