when i was in high school i thought the path to happiness may involve having a partial lobotomy, moving to moose jaw and aiming headlights for the rest of your natural life.
the soothing familiarity of the task giving you a zen ground zero from which to plot your next meal or wonder how the lyrics of that song came to be or save mankind with a long term solution to plastic water bottles. you know, low stress. low expectations. familiar and comforting kind of thing.
today i vacuumed ceiling tiles for an hour.
a small round nozzle planing back and forth revealing the beauty of twenty four years of interaction metal to tile. i reminisced about the moose jaw plan and revelled in the simplicity of the task. out of that simplicity came a navajo blanket ceiling of drywall and green type. perfection.
you see we are moving the shop.
going loro way down to 28 roncesvalles. the cusp of high parkdale. taking over the old goodwill building. we were having a real challenge finding soul in the 24 year old construction. the ceiling became a thing. acoustic ceiling tiles vs. tile removal and exposed infrastructure. code was invoked to solve the dilemma and the fire chief came to speak his peace. the tiles were to remain. sadness.
today we started to put back the quantity of tiles i had already removed in my hasty quest for sensation. the first tile i put back, i put upside down. the fool. the solution. perfectly aimed.
i skipped the partial lobotomy, but i am a self employed pisces so i'm naturally not that far off to begin with. i moved to toronto from calgary on a bus back in the day with my friend louise boutin, and we drove through moose jaw.
but we kept going.
yes, yes, moose jaw is a lovely place to grow up and they have the saskatoon berry pie to boot and if you settled there i salute you. i just didn't. i moved to parkdale.
the collection of moments that become our experience cycle low to high eternally. today i caught an updraft. when you come to see the new location feel free to look up, you can see my peace of mind. prophecy ?