atrophy

Posted on December 8, 2025 by The Lost Pedestrian

atrophied. that’s me. that’s me as a writer. as a creator. it’s so apparent to everyone who is me. there’s no hiding it.

I had this fleeing, but not fleeting idea to put together a compilation of writing to publish as a book, some of this writing which I can’t even recall ever writing. or which I would rather not recall ever writing. some of which should never have seen the light of day or night. how did my pride in it morph into finding it repellent?

I must find a way to recalibrate my consciousness. Somehow.

I must offer my sincere apologies to anyone who endures reading this.

I am so sorry.

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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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