Juho Pohjalainen's Blog: Pankarp - Posts Tagged "rest"
My dream home has many floors
I live in a small single-floor flat. It's functional but dreary, dull. You know where I'd love to live?
I don't know how much this choice is influenced by my childhood, but I've always found this sort of buildings ridiculously comfy.
Cosy, squeezed close together, but reaching high up into the sky. It's as if the building itself was hugging you for warmth and comfort.
Just enough space for the important furniture and to walk around them. As much of the space put to effective use as possible. No echo. Everywhere you go, you can touch something.
Climb high up for a great view all around you. Open the window to feel the wind. Wave at your friends outside, or feed the birds.
Put a fire in the hearth to warm up the entire home with ease.
That feeling you get when you wrap yourself in a thick warm blanket with a cup of something warm in your hands, possibly with a person or two - the sort you feel really safe around - leaning against you? Living in a house like this is feeling just that, all the time.
Of course, the reality of things would be rather less adventurous. It would be pretty impractical in most cases. We want space if we can have it, to move around a little, and not stack our things so high up, and not trip and fall down the stairs all the bloody time. If we can spread out around us at all, there's no reason to build up: rather make a nice farm and a field. Well, unless you're a wizard trying to compensate for something.
In order for such a comfy home to come to be, there would simply have to be no room to spread around. It'd be a large metropolis, most likely, packed with people, cramped close together, and so forced to squeeze tight and to reach higher up instead. Or mountainous wilderness, where flat space is hard to find, and you'll have to put your house on a tiny plateau and then make the best of the space you can.
Or perhaps, somehow, both.
I wonder why the moomins saw the need to build up, what with all that lovely green field all around their home. At least the end result's still comfy and probably greatly influenced my own preferences.
The pirate story will have a building such as this. It will serve as a safe haven after the ordeals of two extremes, the hells of other people and no people at all: here we have a lovely middleground, a small patch of comfortable paradise to sit down in and rest.
Of course, it cannot last.
I don't know how much this choice is influenced by my childhood, but I've always found this sort of buildings ridiculously comfy.
Cosy, squeezed close together, but reaching high up into the sky. It's as if the building itself was hugging you for warmth and comfort.
Just enough space for the important furniture and to walk around them. As much of the space put to effective use as possible. No echo. Everywhere you go, you can touch something.
Climb high up for a great view all around you. Open the window to feel the wind. Wave at your friends outside, or feed the birds.
Put a fire in the hearth to warm up the entire home with ease.
That feeling you get when you wrap yourself in a thick warm blanket with a cup of something warm in your hands, possibly with a person or two - the sort you feel really safe around - leaning against you? Living in a house like this is feeling just that, all the time.
Of course, the reality of things would be rather less adventurous. It would be pretty impractical in most cases. We want space if we can have it, to move around a little, and not stack our things so high up, and not trip and fall down the stairs all the bloody time. If we can spread out around us at all, there's no reason to build up: rather make a nice farm and a field. Well, unless you're a wizard trying to compensate for something.
In order for such a comfy home to come to be, there would simply have to be no room to spread around. It'd be a large metropolis, most likely, packed with people, cramped close together, and so forced to squeeze tight and to reach higher up instead. Or mountainous wilderness, where flat space is hard to find, and you'll have to put your house on a tiny plateau and then make the best of the space you can.
Or perhaps, somehow, both.
I wonder why the moomins saw the need to build up, what with all that lovely green field all around their home. At least the end result's still comfy and probably greatly influenced my own preferences.
The pirate story will have a building such as this. It will serve as a safe haven after the ordeals of two extremes, the hells of other people and no people at all: here we have a lovely middleground, a small patch of comfortable paradise to sit down in and rest.
Of course, it cannot last.
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