Afloat and alive

Posted on July 24, 2020 by The Lost Pedestrian

Falling asleep has gotten more difficult lately. I’m not quite sure why. My body gets more restless as the hours pass by. Like there is some sort of vibrating coil deep within. Drugs can sometimes tame it. Sex would be a huge help. I don’t think rock music would help although probably rocking like I used to do until I was 7 would be soothing.

And then the day is spent lethargically, trying to hold from a nap as long as possible. One of the few percs of unemployment. That is probably keeping me awake, as well. When will this pandemic end? What will become of me when it does end?

I guess the goal is to remain afloat and alive.

Unknown's avatar

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.
This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a comment