Begin your life

I’m in LA. Perpetual rain for the past 5 days. On the eve of 2026.

It’s 2026 and I am still waiting for my life to begin. Maybe that could be my New Year’s resolution:

Begin your life.

I’m not sure how it would start.

Maybe it would be akin to walking into a movie theater, 30 minutes late. And the movie has a very complicated plot line you can never quite catch up to before it ends.

And then you walk out of the theater in a befuddled daze.

And you can’t remember where you parked.

You can’t even remember whether you drove or not. Because if you did drive, you should not have. Because your vehicle registration expired over a month ago. Sometime back in 2025.

Which begs the question:

How does one begin a life if it arrives too late?

Sheepishly

Defiantly

Sleepily

Obliviously

Habitually

Hungrily

Waifishly

Nakedly

To be continued.

At some point.

But don’t wait too long.

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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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