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(im)materiality
Oct. 16th, 2007 12:30 pmReading David Abram on the train today made me wonder ( what forces am I out of balance with? what's causing this sadness? )
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And then last night picking through the rapidly-wilting greens to make a salad, I remembered that as one of my least favorite kitchen tasks, picking through the huge plastic sacks of mesclun that go so quickly and smell so foul. Picking through with my little nimble fingers I realized, ( I don't *make* anything in my job. ) Immaterial indeed.
* * *
And then last night picking through the rapidly-wilting greens to make a salad, I remembered that as one of my least favorite kitchen tasks, picking through the huge plastic sacks of mesclun that go so quickly and smell so foul. Picking through with my little nimble fingers I realized, ( I don't *make* anything in my job. ) Immaterial indeed.
