Recently, I’ve been thinking about the geography of familiarity. By that I mean something like a map of my habitat, the paths I travel most often, the places I feel most comfortable, the routines embedded in the rural and urban landscapes I know best. Most days, familiarity seems inherent in the world right around me, but every now and then I remember that it’s really an artifact of consciousness, a form of perception that can be lost, say, in someone with Alzheimer’s. (New York Times online, June 3, 2009)
What can I say.... I'm inspired, yet again. His thoughts speak to my mind and soul. I hope you feel the same.
Thank you yet again, Mr. Klinkenborg, for getting it so right.