(some thoughts i had while driving to munich and back to pick up my new sofa)
i want to live in a world where you don’t discover nice new regions and their landscapes while zapping past them in a car on the freeway. hell, i would even want to live in a world where no cars and freeways exist at all. yet i enjoy road trips in my car so much.
i want to live in a world where “organic”, “fairtrade” and “local” are not conflicting distinctions to describe food quality. hell, i would even want to live in a world where these distinctions are not even needed at all, like, how can there even be food that is NOT organic etc.? yet i feel no shame eating organic asparagus, even though i am well aware that they were shipped in from spain, where they were produced by exploited, seasonal workers from africa.
i want to live in a world where the interactions with my friends is not limited to clicking the like-buttons on their facebook walls. hell, i would even want to live in a world where my friends live in the same bolo as i do. yet calling them on the phone or meeting them in person often feels like such a hassle.
i want to live in a world where having a spacious and quiet home is not the privilege for only a few rich bastards. hell, i would even want to live in a world where all houses are quiet and class difference is not defined by the size and luxury of your home. yet i wouldn’t hesitate one second to move into such a house and i am even looking for one.