I was out walking my dog, when I came across this leaky fire hydrant. I love it for three charming reasons.
First, because I like to imagine that someone was trying to stop the leak with a pencil. That’s cartoon-style physics at it best.
Second, because until this moment that I had never realized that pencils and fire hydrants are exactly the same color. (How could I miss that?)
And third, because I secretly relate to the pencil.
Occasionally, life feels like an overwhelming, massive, and wild force that could crush me. And occasionally, I feel like my power to stop it is wholly inadequate.
Sometimes when faced with a challenge, we just have to smile and do our best.
