HOW DO WE KNOW WHAT IS REAL? WHERE DO THE PATHS BETWEEN FACT & FICTION CROSS?

Perhaps we are drawn to people, places, objects for a reason. In order to locate ourselves we continually make connections.

Thursday, 15 April 2010

Lost and found

I was sat near the driver when the following announcement came on: -

"A man is missing. Please advise tram staff to look out for him. He's 75, has a red complexion and sort grey hair, a beige coat and has dementia. He's dropped his tram pass, which the police have found, so he may get on with nothing."

It struck me that just because he didn't have his tram pass, didn't mean that he had 'nothing'. Or maybe a ticket to ride is everything? I looked up and down the tram in an attempt to find him, but there was no sign.

Perhaps it's necessary to lose yourself in order to be found?