the edges

We went to an arts festival this weekend.

The streets were closed and people walked down the middle of the road….looking at the art….eating the food.

We stayed outside the middle….on the sidewalk.

We were behind the booths and exhibits.

It wasn’t as crowded.

When you have little kids with you, the easy thing is the necessary thing.

Later, I thought about staying outside on the edges because it’s easier.

What did I miss because I stayed out on the edge of it all sometimes?

People talk about bucking trends, staying outside the mainstream….innovating….not just blending in with the crowd.

But….sometimes, you really do have to “engage” for anything to happen in your life.

It was easier to push a stroller when we weren’t in the crowd….and I doubt that I missed any life-changing artwork or crafts.

I don’t know if the edge is a good place to stay for long, though.

About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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