Push the toy car

Push the toy car

At the end of my run yesterday I saw a toy car.

It was small, plastic, cheap. It had snuck under a chainlink fence, away and out of reach from a group of young kids playing on the other side.

They weren’t looking for their toy. I don’t think they even noticed it was gone.

So I kept running.

Then after about 20 feet, I stopped. Turned around. Ran back to the car and gently pushed it under the fence towards the kids.

They didn’t notice. 

I kept running.

And three things came to mind, for life/work/projects/etc.

— You can see the car and ignore it.

— You can see the car and wait for someone to ask you to push it.

— Or you can see the car and push it first, without waiting for the ask.

Five minutes later, I walked along the fence to cool down. The toy car wasn’t there.

The kids had it now.

Hills, hills, hills

Hills, hills, hills

Directing my short play "Dot Dot Dot"

Directing my short play "Dot Dot Dot"