ORGANIZINGisn’t about logicor engineeringit’s less about designand more about alivenesson paper, our systemslook marvelousin reality, theyare deadeningthe solution is notbetter management,or more controlbut about having fun,playing moreanything else isterribly wrongunhappy peoplemake forunproductive workwhen peopledo what they love andlove what they doeverything ispossible
Home. I’ve missed it, my whole life. The place where I belong. The place for rest, safety, belonging. The place where I can be I, and you can be you. My whole life has been a search for the way home. Home to myself.
Melancholy. Sadness. Grounds me. Prepares me. Don’t resist! Or it intensifies. Perceptive. A window. Connecting. With life. Outside.
It’s strange. I never thought of myself as a lover. But it touches me deeply. My pain is a loving sensitivity. Perhaps? Different stories come to my mind. I’ll tell them another time. Maybe all this is a construction? But I think not. Right now!