The Joy of Being Lost and Finding Your Way

This is a story for Ludwig, who I love, whose body is not alive. A few threads, and then the heart of it.


This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://gettingfr.ee/2018/07/21/the-joy-of-being-lost/
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oh my goodness! Kristie, what you did way back when is similar what I did when I first came to New York and still do today: walk around to get someplace but in different directions. The things you discover that way! Thank you for this wonderful, loving story.

Ah, of course; we were just out of our teens, and Ludwig was showing me the city the way he learned it from you. :yellow_heart: