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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.

Retreat Trails

My plan for today was a road trip to Vermont, where I have always fantasized about going, and now it’s merely a 2 hour drive from Boston. I thought I would hit the road in plenty of time to take a … Continue reading

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seeing eye dog

i seem to be in the midst of one of these literal periods. where i only take in what the literal world brings me. and then things feel too cramped for me to see very much beyond it. the more … Continue reading

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waiting for the train

i’ve never noticed this before. until now. if i close my eyes and listen through the ringing in my ears, i can hear a distant rumble. i’ve been living in this room for 8 months and it is only now … Continue reading

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Good person(s)

This morning, while walking to work, I passed by this guy who said “I’m a good person” to nobody in particular. And I thought this was so great and admirable. I mean, I wish I had the confidence to say … Continue reading

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Further field studies

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more field studies

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my new mantra

to be chanted repeatedly for 22 minutes, upon awakening and before bed  

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the saddest vacuum cleaner in the world

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ghosts of 1000 crickets

i’ve been thinking a lot about glaciers since your trip to Alaska. And what they might sound like. i reconnected with this almost friend from my art school days, Pierre. And I did not realize that he was one my … Continue reading

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clothes moths

so i guess it’s true. it’s true what they say. they say that the hardest thing about going away is returning to the place you were getting away from. if such a place even exists. the things i left are … Continue reading

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hypothetical question

try to imagine you have something important to say. something that could not be said without you saying it. what would that feel like?

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mutation

Isn’t it sort of interesting that on days you do not engage in any form of exercise, you  compensate for that by eating more and doing less. It’s uncanny how that always happens. Much of today was spent looking at … Continue reading

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A little problem 

I’ve run into this little problem.  I may be dying faster than I had planned and I’m not quite sure what to do about it. I try to convince myself that this is just a minor setback. like a parking ticket. … Continue reading

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Boston social life

it’s beginning to look like i’m making some headway in my quest to find friends, to connect with other sentient beings as i drift through this strange land where i always feel like a stranger. but then i remember that … Continue reading

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pirouette

“i’ve decided to stay where i am for the time being,” he writes as if he knew where he was or had any sense of time or being. I’ve thought and thought about living outside this house where I have stayed … Continue reading

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