Please do forgive me for forgetting, but I have been rather worried lately by Amy Brooks (http://elia-artschools.org/festival/work/please-do-forgive-me-for-forgetting-but-i-have-been-rather-worried-lately).
I just found out how much today's hectic lifestyle has really affected me. I looked at the emptying jar of honey and wanted to scream. I just could not make myself look at (or even think of, for that matter) something moving so slowly. Awful! Not the slowness, but the fact that I am not able to tolerate it. Is there some sort of counseling or group therapy? There is? Oh yeah, the Slow Movement.

I bet Jarmil (from the project of the same name by Jakob Jurdic (http://elia-artschools.org/festival/work/jarmil)) would have no problem looking at a jar of honey emptying for hours and hours. I often find myself wanting to one day become someone like Jarmil. Life would be so simple. For some unknown reason, I have always had a tremendous amount of respect for people who just do their thing. They have found the one thing (however small) that makes them happy and they spend their days doing just that. I think that is probably how we were all meant to function, we just woke up one day and decided to forget what we were supposed to do and started doing whatever came to mind and now God looks down from up above and shakes his head at another perfect wrestler trying to become a nuclear physicists. Oh well, why the heck not.