This one memory really sticks to me. I was young, ten or so standing barefoot in the grass, looking out at a world filled with cars, and homes, and things. I was confused. Why is my mom so tired? Is this why we exist? Work, work, pay rent, buy nice car, hopefully buy a house. Work, Work, Work. Is that it?

Years later I've begun to understand. 

Creating this lounge space which challenges our routine social norm has been an unusually dreamy journey.

Thank you.

Love.

Holland

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