Lost At Home

I just returned from an inline skating excursion. I traveled a route that I have traveled many times before. Along the way, I was thinking about creating this blog; I was dreaming of the entries I would write; how I would recount memorable and unmemorable events from my life. At one point, I came out of my reverie and didn't know where I was. It was a strange feeling, since I usually know exactly where I am when I am in my home city. I didn't regain my sense of direction until I turned the next corner. It was a wonderful and scary feeling to be thrown into the unknown for a moment. I will categorize this as a memorable, unmemorable event.