
today i went to supermarket to buy some fresh vegetable and cheaper hams. it's quite far away 30 mins walk from my cottage. but it's really soothing.
in the past few days i didn't see much chinese on the street but today i saw a lot in the

supermarket. they work there, putting different stuffs onto the shelves. in a sudden i realized that chinese is quite hard to find a job here. (as someone here told me.) not only chinese, also some indians and people from middle east. that makes me feel a little bit embarrassed when i shop from the shelves.
during my walk, i just decided to start my work in the supermarket. i really did. it reminds me also pulp's 'common people', "i took her to a supermarket, i dont know why but i have to start it somewhere." and also reminds me, in our department and someone around me always bring everything back to a simple question: 'what is art and its function? how to benefit others?', etc. basically i find it not a meaningful question in contemporary sense. it's nostalgic. in a case like this (or more other cases), i'll rather ask 'what can you do?' just don't be so stupid, don't mention about art, as always, it's just as helpless as some other sphere or context did and still does, though they seems meaningful.
anyway, i back cottage, and make my meal with vegetable, ham and pasta. probably will have this kind of meal or lunch for a week. i feel calm and still while i making and eating it. more closer to their daily life, in a distance. this is where it should be.