Listen to the sound of crumpling and fits.
“I CAN’T DO THIS!!!”
“Sure you can. Let me show you….you just crease it right here…” Two seconds of effort. Crumple. Toss, Yell.
“AHHHH! THIS IS STUPID!!!”
“Listen, buddy, be patient. It’s new. You’ve got to try new things.”
“Some people aren’t ready for new things!” he grumbled.
“You’re always ready. You try, and you get better and better. Trust me on that.” That was my advice.
Froze, actually. Took a picture in my own mind…I looked as I consoled this five year old crumpling paper airplanes. Airplanes that didn’t look the way he wanted, airplanes with improper creases. Airplanes that crashed to the ground instead of soaring straight or flying in circles. Airplanes that he deemed deficient enough to say “I CAN’T EVEN TRY!”
I turned the mirror around. Pointed it back at myself. I stepped out of my own body and watched myself say the same thing. I CAN’T DO IT! Nobody listens, the risks are too great, the system gets me down, I’m just one person. It…can’t…be…done…
I watched myself crumple my own paper airplanes.