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Author Archives: The Lost Pedestrian
where i am
when i look back upon my blog posts, it pains me to notice how repetitive i can be… writing the same things over and over again using different words in different combinations … but always always the same things. such … Continue reading
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Tagged blame, change, courage, decisions, familiar, family, friends, inner strength, live, repetition, resolve, work
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Toast
My voice feels like toast. And it sounds like gravel, but Who am I to judge ?
the saboteur
i always thought i was a pretty decent team player until i was asked to behave as a member of a team. last night a canadian friend told me that my rebellion against team-building exercises (such as the much dreaded … Continue reading
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Tagged bowling, canadian, friend, sabotage, saboteur, team player
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parenthesis
i was hit by a broken tidal wave, but, most fortunately, i was wearing a device that kept me afloat. by the time i returned to shore, it felt like my world was enclosed in parenthesis. i guess i am … Continue reading
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Tagged assurance, bowling, grass, gravel, gray, Martin Luther King Day, outskirts, parenthesis, tidal wave
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a ramshackle affair
some days i feel like a chesapeake bay retriever. other days i feel like a wounded officer from some ramshackle disbanded army. one is n0t necessarily better than the other. i think the important thing is just to act p0lite … Continue reading
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Tagged army, chesapeake bay retriever, concussion, dignity, distance, dreams, empty seats, information, memory, neurologist, pond, ramshackle, swimming pool, trains
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the courage to sleep
and then it occurred to me that sleep can be redefined. there are ways to make sleep into something voluminous and profound and constructive, something consequential and transforming. it doesn’t have to be downtime. it can be 8 hours of … Continue reading
the back row
you may have seen me sitting in the back row at the james bond movie tonight. that was me. i kept wandering out of the theater, behind the screen, out into the lobby, beneath the projection booth, past the concession … Continue reading
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Tagged avalanche, bowling, danger, email, James Bond, Martin Luther King Day, panic, shadows, theater, work
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lather
some people celebrate surviving their first week at a new job, binging on various forms of stimulants. my version was to binge on yogurt, 2 different kinds of yogurt within 20 minutes. i am all lathered up on yogurt (and … Continue reading
pro forma
i apologize to everybody for being invisible these past few days. i have been overwhelmed and shocked and disoriented from my previous state of semi-slaggard-ness to a regular 8:30-5:00 full-time day gig. i can’t believe that I have to start … Continue reading
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Tagged 5th grade, attention, job, orientation, pro forma, training, window, work
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i can’t figure out why i feel so annoyed today. is it too simplistic to place the blame on Starbucks who now wants to charge me 20 cents extra for decaff when it is i who should be charging them … Continue reading
strange and alarming
forgive me, for i have misspoke. again and again i have misspoken. my lack of eloquence since the holidays began and into these first days of 2013 has been strange and alarming. it’s not exactly a matter of saying things … Continue reading
unlikely
my favorite moment in new york last week. on the subway. this guy seated next to me reading Essays by Montaigne…. he kept looking over my shoulder as I was pretending to read History of the Thirteen by Balzac, but … Continue reading
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Tagged Ann Hamilton, Balzac, Montaigne, New York City, Park Avenue Armory, subway
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not being a new years resolution person, i am surprised about how flooded i am by so many of them. but perhaps i should just try to keep things simple. i don’t know where to begin. so i will simply … Continue reading
dinner music
i can’t seem to break free. i can see the walls. i can feel them. but i can’t penetrate. i wait for things to happen instead of making them happen. that’s certainly no way to penetrate a wall. or so … Continue reading
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Tagged container, danger, dinner conversation, disappointment, expectation, hurt, lid, penetration, proper, walls
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the guest issue
Something I must finally admit to myself is that–when traveling–I really can’t stand being a guest. I’m just not very good at it. I can’t shed the self-consciousness, that sense of always being in the way, that sense of disrupting … Continue reading
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Tagged generosity, guest, hosts, hotels, intruder, NYC, self-consciousness
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