Tag Archives: cashiers

tunnelvisionary

Posted on July 31, 2013 by The Lost Pedestrian

i think i’m worried. and if i’m not worried, i should be worried. i worry that i am devolving into a mean-spirited person. once in a while i notice that i am walking around in a tunnel. if not a … Continue reading →

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unalone wolf

Posted on September 10, 2012 by The Lost Pedestrian

I ended my nearly 48 hours of not speaking to anyone but cashiers and front desk clerks around 9pm this evening when my mother called. It was very very tempting to extend the duration, but how can you not answer … Continue reading →

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It doesn’t take much lack of imagination for me to be sitting outside at Starbucks somewhere in Lincoln Park. At this Starbucks, they’re serving wine and people are drinking. They’re playing “Rock and Roll High School” on the sound system, … Continue reading →

Posted on September 8, 2012 by The Lost Pedestrian | Leave a comment

there is a choice … isn’t there?

Posted on July 30, 2012 by The Lost Pedestrian

between writing and eating raw almonds and listening to Debussy. i think i cannot do more than one at the same time. i fear i am a liar and a scoundrel. I just sent an email to my therapist, informing … Continue reading →

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