|Picture by Caitlyn Tendick|
There is an orange pillow. Now, as I look at this orange pillow, I have to wonder, where did it come from? It’s not made in America, because nothing cheap ever is, so does that mean it was made in China? In India? In Europe? No, not Europe. We go to Europe to say we’ve traveled and seen the world but we never seem to import coffee shop decor from Europe. Not cheaply, at least. Have you ever noticed that? Maybe, if we want to stop all this importing and exporting drama, we just need to visit these countries more. See them. Experience them. Be a part of them so we don’t buy cheaply made things from them (mainly because we expect more from them) or give them equally as downgraded items. That’s what I want to do. But, you know, in a nice way. In a boost their economy in a personal way. I don’t want to crash the market. That would be bad.
And in a nutshell, maybe that's how we need to approach life. We need to look at orange pillows, think about where that takes us, and then follow through. We don’t need to be sitting in a coffee shop and dreaming of orange pillows. We need to take them, hug them, and then cut them open and dance in their feathers. After all, isn't that what life is about? Dancing in a pile of feathers that you received from a pillow massacre?