guanajuato 2017

imagine a world where we kept on growing. where our arc of development didn't stop at high school but instead, at the same rate and intensity, continued indefinitely

you could tell someone was sixty because they had their extra arms. because their eyes were twice the size and could see more, in that special way only sixty-year-olds got. at eighty your skin might change color or your bones might get stronger; petrified, but in a good way

forty would look at thirty and laugh knowingly; new emotions and nuance with every year. things were so simple then

think about design, how design might change if our growing never stopped. buses would need to accommodate all those different forms. restaurants too. when you turn one hundred you float instead of walk

imagine a life with broader possibility
instead of every single weekend being the same dude you were at 15