sometimes it just is what it is

Sometimes we...I...make too much of things.

I'm trying to learn from my niece and nephew.

It's a grey day with the threat of rain, and you may well be wearing canvas shoes which could get wet, but just ride your scooter through puddles anyway. Because it's fun. And it feels good. And shoes can dry.

Or spend 3 hours looming, like my 6 year old nephew and create a three metre multi-coloured chain. Who knows what you might use it for, but that's not the point. It's the joy of the idea, the creating, and the spectacular end product, which, in this case, I am sure, surpassed his wildest dreams. And then it's sharing that with the people you love.