I'm taking a sick day tomorrow. As in, the cubicle makes me sick.

Today, I was part of a green home build with Habitat for Humanity. A select few individuals from my company were invited to participate in the volunteering alongside some members of the band Linkin Park and their social activism group Music for Relief. While I'm not a fan of this rip/rock alternative band currently, they made a mark on me in earlier years. Interesting how things come around.But I digress. I built the roof of a future home for some future family. That they can own, and be proud of, love. I even drew some hearts on rafters. Throwing down a hammer and lifting lumber while mixed with the rawness of manual labor mixed with the community building qualities of volunteer work empowered me to new levels for Atom Farm. The houses are all LEED Certified and the man in charge, Mark Van Lue, of making that all happen explained the measures in play that employed environmental consciousness and better science. Not just plunking a solar panel on the roof and calling it a day, but from the ground up; including landscaping and water usage, ventilation and insulation, materials used and location of raw parts.

I'm kind of hoping I get laid off. How alternative, given the status of the economy, I know. With the free time, I would be able to focus on my own clients and projects. This would accelerate my research and preparations for continuation of the path. In any case, I'd like to collect the unemployment and apprentice or intern under Mr. Van Lue, the gentleman who I met at the Habitat for Humanity build, get LEED certified, and add that notch of knowledge to the Atom Farm belt.
All the elements are coming together and I'm seeing the path so clearly these days. I feel so tapped in to life.

Future headline of an advertisement you might find in Craigslist:
"Technology infused Farm and sustainable CoOp Retreat seeks resident librarian to cultivate and maintain collection." They might come to the farm and I would help build their library/workshop/livespace. Now, lets take it a step further to include resident musicians, artists, bakers, yoga instructors, theatre workshops, astronomers, poets, horse handlers, cooks, fishers, gardeners, the list can go on.

I felt so motivated and alive afterwards that I didn't want to go sit in the box of work and consumerism tomorrow, and what better way to get fired than calling in sick when I'm not sick. But I would be sick if I went to work. So I called in to work to avoid getting sick.

The cubicle makes me sick.