Urban navigation is a genetic talent. A recessive gene. Either both biological parents have it or they do not. Mine did not.
Because of this, I have found myself trapped within the city of
Can you imagine such a thing?
//Rio de Janeiro\\?
When I checked the mailbox, I had received an invitation to an art gallery opening somewhere in the city. It came with a map so people would know how to get there to see the art. People with the navigation gene anyway.
I looked at the map. Only a jumble of lines & arrows & street names. It might as well have been in Braille.
I took the map & I showed it to a friend. I said //Can you help me get to this place?\\ I was a little bit desperate. It was like I was asking her to translate the Dead Sea Scrolls.
At night, I have dreams & the dreams are uniformly bad. I dream that dragons are attacking the city. I’d be safe if I were out in the country, only I can’t leave because I’m trapped & I’m trapped because I’m lost & I’m lost because I do not possess the urban navigation gene.
So if you need me, you know where to find me.
Tear down the Sanitarium??
ReplyDeleteApart from the fact that it was the glue that held a lot of us together (well; that and my own humble efforts, if I do say so myself) toward the end of Y/360, why would you even contemplate such a thing??
Adri's one of the good gals -
It is all going to go down this weekend. Kind of like Thunder Dome, but with more blood.
ReplyDeleteBy next Monday, one of us will be gone.
Stay tuned.
Do I get a vote in this?
ReplyDeleteI'm just watching. I guess.
Not being able to navigate... to anywhere. I'm imagining that may be lonely and sad.
ReplyDeleteMakes me think maybe when I'm lonely and sad, (which has been a lot lately), that I'm just not able to navigate. It seems fitting to that situation for me. Maybe only just similar, in that I just don't have anywhere to go, even though I know how to get everywhere.