Field Note: Radishes vs The Absurdity of Systems AKA The Radishes Won

Today I remembered that much of the absurdity of modern life lives inside lit windows.

Inside them: notifications, urgency, requests, confusion, email chains, symbols moving back and forth between people trying very hard to make systems understand other systems.

Outside them: radishes pushing up through soil. Ready. Steam lifting from a cup of broth. Savory. Breakfast shared in morning light. Frittata. Satisfying. Air moving through leaves. Sensory and alive.

Sometimes I think we forget where reality actually resides.

All the glowing rectangles with blinking icons and hurried voices can convince us that everything is urgent, that every alert matters equally, that we must carry every burden immediately.

Everything. All at once.

No.

Morning arrives and quietly reminds us:

The garden is growing. Pull the radishes.

The broth is warm. Take a sip.

The world can still be still. Close your eyes and inhale. Notice.

All can feel very well indeed.

This all has inspired a new little creative journey — fictional field notes observing the absurdity of systems and humanity, like a Greek tragedy where we are all players and pawns upon the stage.

No worries.

No worries at all.