Why are boxes so satisfying?
Why is a well-organized dinner table such a joy to behold?
Buildings. Hallways. Backpacks. Tents.
A soaring cathedral dome lifts our souls.
A secret compartment at the bottom of a hand-carved wooden box is deeply satisfying.
A functionally smart, astute design is a fascination.
Why is the clever use of space so satisfying to the human heart?
Maybe it’s because we aren’t supposed to be living in little boxes; Maybe it’s because we are.
Maybe it’s because time and space are all we really have to explore.
No greater dome than the night sky, after all.
And no safer spot than nestled up in a tent in the rain.