tales from an ordinary world

2003-03-05

"the future is now." And so it is. I've moved house across town, to somewhere that's distantly familiar from small visits nearly a decade ago. It's different to live here, of course. New rituals, new routines. Standing on the front porch in the evening light, mouthing hello to somebody walking their dog. Trying to make myself useful. Frightened of consequences. Worrying about what the future holds. I walked for 3 and a half hours, travelling north. Another time I took the bus east. I've yet to travel west, but it won't be long. So many new streets to explore, while I fight the feeling of being a mere interloper. I choose to be here. I hope you'll accept me.