Playground

The world is a playground, and death is the night.

~ Rumi

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Leslie: How was your journaling?

Me: Fine but noisy. I guess it’s selfish to expect to get the park all to myself. 

(Kid crying in the background)

Me: And there have been kids crying all day too they need to quit their frickin crying. 

Leslie: that’s harsh

Me: (yelling at the kid) You can cry at home! don’t cry in the park! You know what you CAN'T do at home? Play on this playground equipment, so quit your crying and do that!

Leslie: Do you think that helped?

Me: Yep. I think that's why that kid's mom is running over here. To tell me how much it helped.