Written 10/11/2001 Polished 10/12/2001
My New Project
As I entered a brave new world, I
suddenly realized that I do not want to go back to old house. I am dreaming about a totally new place, where
carpets are spotless, and doors with brass handles are neat and close
quietly. I see high ceilings and a lot
of lights; I see shiny floors and sparkling kitchen fixtures.
I will allow only pretty or new
furniture, and I will throw away all rusty tables and cracked plates. It will be a palace of cozy
contemplation. It will be truly place,
called home.
Is it possible that all those old
and ugly things set such a gloomy and condensed atmosphere that chokes? Is it possible that I can’t feel comfortable
at home because from the very beginning I felt the pressure of 70 previous
years lurking from the walls?
It all depends of you point of
view. Before I thought that it is a
major distraction and annoyance. But the search for a new place shouldn’t be hard. More than that. It should be fun. I know exactly what I am looking for. It is a quiet wooded area with some body of
water near by. It is would have a long
driveway ending with a wide 2-car garage.
It will be near a major highway, and near future interests of mine.
I imagine a bright sunny
Saturday. Armed with a hot coffee in one
hand and a fresh Boston Globe (or better - local New York Times) in the other I
am starting my journey. Browsing every
new place is a pleasurable experience.
It is easy to imagine a happy life under a brand new roof.
I think I know why I didn’t like
all this searching and paper work back in 1998.
It was too distracting from the work process. It means that I worked too hard. Now I know how to take it easy. Now I know how to set my priorities. Fun is for fun; work - so I can have even more fun.
I will continue my thought process on this new project of
mine on Friday, October XIX at Sunset Grill (617-254-1331) at