A Drop In The Bucket

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The way i think about life, you are welcome to read if bored, if not bored, read anyway.

Submitted: August 10, 2012

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A Drop In The Bucket

There’s something about people that just rubs me the wrong way………I think it started in grade school. Our teacher blew up a balloon, wrote “self-esteem’’ on the side, and taped it to the wall. She explained to us that we were all like the balloon. If we didn’t have any self-esteem, we would only be small and sad. Everyone else seemed really inspired, but it didn’t click very well with me. Watching the balloon deflate bit by bit each day until it withered away………I felt that self-esteem didn’t do much other than make people falsely large for a little while. But no one else seemed to notice, everyone kept going along their short little lives, puffed up with their self esteem, getting smaller and smaller each day. But, what I hate the most are those idealistic people who think they can change the world. Behind all those grand ideas of a better life, I think they’re just desperate to be remembered. Desperate to keep their withering balloons filled so they can feel important. But things never change. No matter how hard you fight, it hardly makes a difference. One person’s life is just a drop in a bucket. A lot of people think I’m a real pessimist because I think this way, but it doesn’t really bother me at all. It’s easier to live a life if I don’t have to worry about changing the world. That way, I can just concentrate on what I want, like my Photography. The pictures I take will last a lot longer than anyone ever will. All I take pictures of is nature, things that will be the same until the end of time. I hate photographing people. I hate people who leap into my view and prance around and wave their arms, desperate to be captured on film so they’ll be remembered. There’s no way I’ll ever capture such worthless things on film. When people die, they’re gone, and that’s fine with me. This was how I thought of everything in life until someone responded to my motto with, “Even if one persons life is just a drop in a bucket, every drop of water makes ripples!’’………That very sentence changed my entire life. I never thought petty and small words would change my wishful way of thinking.

 


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