Daily #207. Effort is not something that can be measured by outcome, but only by your own heart. That, at least, is what I believe.
This was actually the beginning and end to a longer piece I had written, but I cut out the entire middle - which was my personal experiences with school and competitions - because it was too difficult to draw, and also too long.
So, I am home for a week because my car is in the shop costing me $1,300 (which is almost half of my expected take home pay over the summer). It was a rough day… needless to say it was a frustrating and emotional day. I think for me the best way to clear my head is physically. In retrospect this is a tried and true method of dealing with my problems.
On a side-note, when I was a kid I was a perpetual liar. One of the persistent ones being that I was I was giving tours around the neighborhood… haha! We actually swindled a few kids out of some quarters. It was my version of a lemonade stand.
So, I went and got on my bike and took off for about 45 minutes on my bike. I rolled into my elementary school and immediately took off around the school- until I saw the new additions. They built another playground behind the gym. They tore down the last of the playground equipment from when I was a student there and built a mini-track and an exercise playground with instructions on how to use it.
I rode my bike around this new track and stopped to climb my childhood monkey bar cabin. Sitting on the top of it. I tried to remember what the playground looked like before they built a gym, the new playground, this brand new playground, tore down the trees and built this parking lot. It was like I was transported back into this sand pit next to the lady-bug spaceship (I know such specific terms) which a haven as a first grader with little friends. The ditch in the back of the playground was like a lake and now its a trickle I can easily ride my bike through. But, the outline of the original playground was still there and I can still imagine the way it was.
I realized while I was sitting on the monkey bars that there is something to be said for change. I never expected the world to stay the same but, I think we all think that our childhood memories and places are always going to be there- but, mine is gone. I think that over 15 years I never expected it to stay the same. But, I think I am going to miss seeing it. But, it is consistent and ever changing. Without change we would be in a never ending groundhog’s day scenario.
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