This morning I drove through a neighborhood in the USA that cracked me up a bit. It was when I saw steel beam construction to make a house that I thought, "yeah, I don't know how much one needs for space, but I guess having your own Kmart sized home? You see why I am confused? I am trying to go for ultra-minimalist and making smart spaces that are affordable for the planet. While I still have no solution for my workspace getting small, when I tweak the "what do I need to live?" it is very tiny.
I don't really know what I thought of seeing the massive beams on the residential lot. I think it was more about, "so you are building your own Walmart sized home?"
Forgive my digression. I did find a home depot here that you have to either know the magic code for the turnoff where you go from 60 to 10 in .3 seconds to turn off. It is the most ridiculous entry. I didn't feel bad when I asked the locals a) where is food? And b) where is a Starbucks as my friends only have a cup coffee, and I think back to the reality of cost and profit with a cup coffee. It was Nestle that took a pound of $4lb wholesale and turned it into $16 with the cute cups and the term "convenience." it is a bit like Gillette marketing. They give you the razor, but the blades are where they get you.
So I did not find the little bagel spot, and in frustration, I dove into an IHOP to eat. I haven't eaten in a day as I don't know where I am, or where anything is. What I do is I am not in a poor area of the united states with overall exquisite estates. (sorry, when you get into mc mansions for the sake of big space…I lose interest…where is quality and design?)
look at me digress again!
As I ate my crappy processed food breakfast, I flashed back the second morning when I first walked St. Jacobs weg. It was two peaks of a truly beautiful country, and I was amazed that water was everywhere with the farmers. I think it was 100 digress and I walked about 25 miles, and when I descended down a mountain into the city of Schwyz (spelling), I felt my body go into massive dehydration and need for energy.
I was planning on sleeping in the wild the entire time, but here I was on day two, my pride taking a beating walking and I knew I was about to get in trouble with dehydration and kept looking around for water. There was none.
I got to the little village and took a room for a night and drank water for dinner because all the shops were closed. I had a knack for missing the closing of the stores by 5 minutes each day. Why? I don't know. I had no map and was following the trail signs, and with the trek, you bypass most modern cities and are in the country.
The morning had me with a breakfast buffet with muesli, juices and various cheeses and meats. So I ate.
every feel you take a bite and feel the food immediately go into your bloodstream as if you are pouring water on fire?
That is the experience I had eating that breakfast. It was as if someone stuck a needle of energy into me. I sat drinking my coffee and thinking, "keep going, so you had a rough few hours and a fantastic overall day that you can't explain to anyone in words or your pictures. It was a gift from the creator to you.
Today, I am met with a similar challenge in helping a friend were to do their idea would take a few people a few days and a bit of safety equipment and all sorts of ladders. I think I explained to them last night that I liked challenges and I can see the idea in my mind already…how will it look in its new form and color? Should be kick ass.
Why do I say that? Unbeknownst to me, I am working in reverse of how I usually would do this gig. And ironically, with just lil ole me….it is how you probably should do it. I did the delicate work on day one as I will probably be hanging off ladders 25 feet in the air.
I don't know why I get a creeped out a bit. The mind plays funny tricks. I have rappelled off the Superdome in New Orleans and the globe theater in Stockholm. Maybe it is the scale? I don't know.
Now I have to find a Starbucks or someplace that sells Keurig coffee cups….I will need a lot of them. I guess this is a holiday weekend? What's that?
That's my ten minutes…not off a laptop…some idiot named mark forgot his charger for that. Duh!
now…google…”Where is a Starbucks? or any other place to get this cup coffee things?” Maybe Roger Federer will read this and send a jet with one of his kick butt coffee machines?
dream…they do come true!