…back when I was a small nipper, my father would take home a toy truck on a regular occasion.
Being on the road driving his truck, and not home that often, it was probably something he did to make up for the guilt of not seeing me.
Or maybe he just wanted some peace and quiet as soon as he got in the door. Who knows? 🙂
Anyway, that toy collection grew, and grew so much, that it filled a large suitcase.
You name it, I had it in that case. – Cars, trucks, tractors, it was all there.
And boy did I love nothing more than playing with them. Every day there were loads to loaded, deliveries to be delivered, and baddies to be chased down by the cops.
Thing is, many years later, my mother and father would remark that I would have made a fortune if I’d kept them
in mint condition and still in their boxes.
To me, what’s the fun in that?
Toys are meant to be played with, right?
And all those dents, scratches, and chipped paint was a reminder of the fun time I had with them.
Some people are like that.
They think that life is something that needs to be kept in the box. Something that should be given back, still in pristine condition. – That’s when it’s still valuable.
Funny thing is, it’s more valuable and fun, when you’ve got the scars, the failures and you’ve spent hours taking your talent out of the box and having fun with it.
Some of the best times in my life were spent playing out of that trunk of trucks.
..if you’ve been keeping your life in the box, because you think you’re going to get extra brownie points, maybe it’s time to rip the box wide open and have fun with the talent and dreams you have.
Barry J McDonald.
“Be The Unicorn In Your Market.”
PS – Think that’s how I got good at having imaginary conversations in my head, that made fiction writing easy for me.
Now, where do you want that load of sand delivered to?