You don’t want ALL your dreams to come true, do you?
Gotta leave something to strive for. That means either you gotta keep adding in better dreams as ones come true, or you gotta plump up the ones you got.
Like “I’d like to be an Air Force pilot” might, upon realizing that you’re about to earn your wings, become “I’ma be an astronaut, you know. Someday soon.”
Tend those dreams, folks!!
My dream was to do syndicated comic strips. I’ve had to modify here and there.
One of my favorite old comic strips was Dennis The Menace.
I remember one gag where Dennis and Joey are looking over a disemboweled machine and Dennis tells Joey (who’s holding out a hammer) “You can’t fix no alarm clock with a big ol’ hammer! Bring me a little hammer.”
I don’t really have a point to make about that except Hank Ketcham was funny, and it’s gonna take a big hammer to get Lowell’s wagon rolling again.
And so we see the dispensation of the wagons. Sometimes, all ya gotta do is have the intention of asking, and ya get what you came for.
That’s Hubris for ya.
When you start trying to find a way to look at something you’ve done that puts you in the best light…
Chances are that the light was pretty sketchy, otherwise you wouldn’t have gone looking for better, right?
I said that in my ‘Dad’ voice. You knew that, di’ncha?
I imagine that running a festival of any kind would be like trying to do your taxes in a high wind on a hot day.
Eventually, you just use your own sweat to hold things together.
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