tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547316294063297137.post6583376582447308313..comments2024-01-12T00:39:09.411-05:00Comments on Medieval Meets World: "Lost in Thought" at KalamazooAnnehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02067391488336878220noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547316294063297137.post-13046123850523862792015-06-01T17:32:27.428-04:002015-06-01T17:32:27.428-04:00Yes! There is something about finding your way aga...Yes! There is something about finding your way again that makes you realize, indeed grudgingly, that your wanderings are at an end. Thank you for your comment!Anne F. Harrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09817277664812733936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4547316294063297137.post-69952602499999524512015-06-01T12:44:56.506-04:002015-06-01T12:44:56.506-04:00I love this Anne. It makes me thing about earlier...I love this Anne. It makes me thing about earlier non-GPS times when getting physically lost was frequent, terrifying, electrifying, possible. For me, getting lost around Los Angeles, which I did both deliberately and inadvertently, was a way to lose myself in time, space, and thought. And only grudgingly would I find myself at the end.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11333762818920518157noreply@blogger.com