Melting pot

Buildings vary as much as people. Probably more so in fact. As diverse as a city population may be, each building also has its own look and character. At least buildings don’t have a problem standing side by side, as a species we could learn from this…


I love that the heights and structures vary so much. Some old, some new. Some being ripped down and some rising from the foundations. I sometimes think of what a futuristic society will look like- will all buildings look much more alike to reflect the globalization of Earth and an ever more increasingly connected world? Maybe our great, great grandchildren will follow the same trends as we do and opt for buildings that vary as much as they do today. In the present, the varied styles reflect humanities ever changing beliefs, opinions, tastes and ambitions. They remind me how different each and every person is and the benefits and challenges this brings.

A lady with no arms inspired me today 

This evening I watched a wonderful woman check into a hotel, wide smile and full of energy. The weather is freezing so it didn’t surprise me to see a large coat covering her. Her sleeves were loosely swinging so I assumed her arms would be inside the coat.

‘I have no arms, but you can pass me the keys’, she says as her foot leaves the shoe and makes it’s way to the top of the reception desk. The receptionist placed the room keys between her toes like it’s second nature. Then, the receptionist finds a low table for her to sign the registration form. One foot used as a paperweight, the other signing with more grace than I have with my hand.

The pair converse in typical fashion, talking about the weather and plans for the day. She smiles and they both exchange a goodnight. ‘See you at breakfast!’ the lady declares before disappearing into the elevator.

A lot of my night has been spent thinking about their conversation. The wonderful and friendly vibe despite the horrible nature of her condition. I could not tell if this was from birth or after a more recent event but regardless, it didn’t affect the high spirits of both individuals. 

I have heard many complaints in hotel lobbies. Complaints that really do make me question people. 

‘There are no beans for breakfast!’

‘My mini fridge hasn’t been replenished!’

Complaints delivered with enough anger to suggest that they are of much more importance than they are. I cannot imagine being so miserable about such petty things. I watch the news as a reminder that my little problems are a blessing. The day I make a fuss over such little factors is the day I lose my humanity.