I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m usually going somewhere, and I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m pretty determined about it, but inevitably I get lost. Most times, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m in Cincinnati, in the hills above the Ohio River. There are highways, buildings and bridges that cross the river. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m usually on foot, and as if I suddenly had a stroke, I find myself lost. Which way to go? Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m not sure I even know where it is I am going.<\/p>\n
The other night I dreamed that friend Eric was about to commit suicide, but not if I could reach him in time. He left white notes with numbers attached to various objects like street signs, fences, etc., and all I had to do was follow those notes. Behind me were other friends of Eric; I think Dan, Adam and Mark Schreiber. I was leading the group, following the notes, when suddenly I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m in a mall; a series of stores not unlike the street mall Peter took us to in Honolulu. When I emerge, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m back in the twilight trying to follow Eric\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s trail. The guys are again behind me, but suddenly they turn left when they should have gone straight and that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the last I see of them. And it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the last I see of Eric\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s notes. <\/p>\n
Within the same three week period:<\/p>\n
I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m hiking into the mountains. Mountains not unlike Yosemite Valley. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m looking for a place to camp, a place to bring Matt back to, but I get lost. <\/p>\n
I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve climbed to the top of Mt Monadnock but now the summit is covered in round snow-covered boulders, and I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have any shoes on. I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t get down.<\/p>\n
I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m driving a truck a friend of mine stole and I find myself back at the owner\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s house, as he is about to come out of the door. I want to run, but it feels like it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s too late.<\/p>\n
I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m driving a flat bed truck full of junk that has to be tossed before I get onto the highway. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve stopped just beyond the dumpster, but the traffic is too heavy and the truck too long to back up. Should I attempt to back up or risk losing the load on the highway? I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t decide. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m usually going somewhere, and I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m pretty determined about it, but inevitably I get lost. Most times, I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m in Cincinnati, in the hills above the Ohio River. There are highways, buildings and bridges that cross the river. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m usually on … Continue reading