Reading this actually made me feel a little faint:

Find a day when you don't have anything to do. No where to be. Nights are even better, especially in the fall. Get in the car and roll down the windows. Go somewhere, but don't think about how you're going to get there. Drive from your home to your work. Or leave work one night and try to get home. Don't take your normal route. Make random turns, take roads that you always pass but never turn down. Go into neighborhoods where you don't know anyone. Take as long as you can, trying really hard to get lost.

I know I've spoken before about my "getting lost" dreams--dreams in which I'm lost in an unfamiliar city, or in a big hotel, or just trying to find my way home. And unfortunately, it isn't just in dreams that I get lost. When I go to a department store I have to be really careful to make note of where I came in so that I can have at least a fighting chance of finding my car when I come out.

When someone gives me directions, I write them down, and I read them to myself backwards when I leave to go home.

I take the same route home every night, and I hate it when there's road construction and I have to take a detour, because chances are good that I'll get lost. I can find my way to the bank downtown when I need to make the company deposit, but I have never yet been able to get back on the right street to head home on the first try.

Get lost on purpose? I don't think so.

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