27 February 2011

She treads the path that she untreads again

There is so much space to be reckoned with! And I spend so much of my time being transported — usually by car, which makes me nervous and/or sleepy — that I’m just about ready to revolutionize the whole system: change all the places to go and all the ways to go there. For example — in a perfect world —


I would go everywhere that Deutsche Bahn does not go by Gossamer Albatross, which is like a flying bicycle —



in 1979 the Gossamer Albatross traversed the English Channel and won the Kremer Prize (which is given to pioneers of human-powered flight).


And then I would fly to my houseboat — which would be round, and as much like a floating hobbit hole as possible.



My dearest ambition in life is to be a river rat like Johnny Depp in Chocolat.


And if the river got too rough, I would just go sleep in my bubble house on the beach.




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