a break from the jobs
I don’t know what’s up with all the old job posts. I have many more – from waiting tables to selling kids clothes and working in more coffee shops than I can count. I marvel at how all of these opportunities have brought awareness and awakening. For that, I am thankful.
Moving on. I’m somehow involved in an email conversation (thanks Scott!) about what – I can’t even remember at the moment. It brought out one of my favorite games I play in my head: The game where you see a random artifact like a thumb tack on the kitchen floor and you start back tracking it. Like, the tack-that-had-purpose-and-held-a-receipt-in-place fell off the peg board and rolled under the table. Before that it was in a box in my desk. Before that it was on a shelf at the office supply store. Before that it was on a truck. Before that it was at a distribution center. Before that it was in an assembly plant. Before that it was in at least two different manufacturing plants – one for plastic and the other for metal alloys – half way across the world of course. Before that the metal(s) were in a mine and the plastic was ancient organic matter in the form of petroleum. And then putting that in the context of a myriad of products in the kitchen and well, my little brain hurts.
The amount of energy the thumb tack holds in the form of shipping, jobs, engineering, chemists, and ancient life is fairly astonishing.
And then a pal sent this link about a pet project by a gal named Miwa Koizumi. I think I might have screamed out loud a little bit.
