Observe, we grow up in schools where desks are chosen for us, desks that stick rigidly in line, maintaining a rote structure to the cold classrooms of America. Having survived a district with the LOWEST graduation rate in the nation, I feel slightly robbed of creative potential. And as I recall, my brain was particularly spongy during those formative years; but I digress. 

As it happens, and by much good fortune, I now choose my desk. An environment that supports the flourishing of work and great ideas. A station that welcomes free thinking and exploration. Something I wish for anyone who enjoys their working life, and finds - or desires - real gratification in daily practice. 

The following video has truly captured my interest. Although, I did thoroughly enjoy a documentary on "Helvetica" font. So it's possible I'm too easy to please. 

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