me, as a pencil

photos-from-jennifers-phone-2097I 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.


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