The tale

wherein a man leaves home, hoping to find his footprints.

After weeks on the road he declares, "I'ts unbelieveable! I've been travelling around, visiting old houses, places I used to spend time, former workplaces, the whole bit... And I haven't found my found them yet. Its as if I haven't left the slightest trace of myself."

You

may have been too hungry to sleep. And perhaps you've been too tired to eat. But what if both happened at once: Can't fall asleep cause you're too hungry, but can't eat cause you're too tired. What then?

Reading fiction

means being transported to other worlds. Does love of fiction imply...?

a) Adventurousness.
b) Proneness to daydreaming.
c) Tendency towards vicarious living.
d) Add your own option.

Scavenger hunt

I am on a private scavenger hunt. The list of items to be obtained is internal, somehow incscribed in me, written in childhood and later. Fragments of songs remembered beg me to obtain a copy of the song; book titles barely remembered to be found, and maybe read; foods I've heard of but not eaten to be tasted.

Next item may be tea from tundra climate.

The goat

walked down the road, eyes on either sides of his head.

"I represent alien perspectives," he says.

You peer at him with uncertainty, and think, "I always thought their was some sort of occult-goat connection, but now that he mentions it, goats really do have more of an alien, other-worldly look. It's a shame, though, that they are quadrapeds. It really diminishes their impact. A biped goat, now that would really be something... Perhaps that explain Pan, satyrs, and all that. Um, no... satyrs don't have goat faces."

And the goat? He's left.

I sense

time passing now, and will turn around one of these days quite a bit older, and there isn't as much shock in it now, knowing that yes I really will be older. But everything else about it remains unknown, like what the exact circumstances will be like. And so, although there is some sense of inevitability (I will be older) there should be none at all, because I know nothing about what it will be like.

It has long

been my ambition to go North of the North Pole -- that'll show them!

This place

has a few underground tunnels connecting some of the buildings. I walked through them for a lunch stroll. If only they were deeper underground, somehow it would be even better.