Back From Galena
Monday, the work week begins. As usual seated at Starbucks, keyboard at my fingers, I realize that those around me, baristas behind the counter, and the regulars purposely striding in to place their beverage orders, are all connected in a vast network of communication and purpose which we call work. It is a living organism of exchange, that is rooted in the very moist earth and the warmth streaming into the window, the sun’s light casting shadows on the tile floor. The final end is not money; that’s just the medium of exchange. The end is a meaningful life.
I brought a book back from Galena. I found the book at A Peace of the Past bookstore on Main Street. The store is a maze of floor to ceiling shelves featuring a surprising variety of used books in many categories. They even had a philosophy section. The entry to the store hints that hidden treasure awaits anyone who is curious to enter. Two tall, ornate, weather-beaten wooden doors perhaps a hundred years old suggest that wisdom of past generations waits within. Yes, some of the volumes which I handled were antique, pricey, the last of their kind.
I found God’s Debris, A Thought Experiment by Scott Adams in the theology section. Scott Adams is the creator of Dilbert. I opened the fly leaf of the book and read, “…a thought experiment wrapped in a story. It’s designed to make your brain spin around inside your skull.” I’ve started reading, and for $6.50 my Galena keepsake is worth much more than I paid.
