Good is beautiful, functional, honest, personal, meaningful.
Good happens in the space between people. it is suggestive, puzzling,
and tantalizing.
Good is difficult. It is hard. It takes effort. It’s unforgiving.
Good is intuitive but not obvious. Good allows no shortcuts. It’s elusive.
Hard to grasp. Impossible to define.
Good is the ultimate goal.
Initially, the machine exposes your limitations — it will not adapt to you.
It surrenders you to its architecture. It uses you.
Only through sheer repetition and mistake will you turn the tables.
First, you will be able to play by its rules. Soon, it will be an extension of yourself.
Don’t stop here, don’t conform.
You must learn how and when to break the rules.
Go beyond the machine’s intended function. Expose its limitations.
Use it to express your nature.
Don’t let the machine machine you.
In the end, we are all just passing time.
We are all given a choice.
You can choose to not care.
To give up.
To take the convenient, the comfortable, the easy way out.
To get lost in the noise, the screams, and the loud.
Or you can not.
You can choose to engage, to show up, and to do it right.
You can choose to pour your full attention into the joint no one will see,
because you know it’s there.
Maybe it’s not just about furniture.
Maybe in choosing to care—in giving a damn—
you touch a soul in a way you never knew you could.
