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It’s all about my inner narcissist …

When it comes to my weekday afternoon and weekend morning walks, it’s really all about me.

I channel my inner narcissist which is only concerned with the narrow goals of me as apply to what I am about to encounter over the course of 2.54 miles. There is no wide, more encompassing 360 degree view. It is all about what’s along the route on both sides of the sidewalk or laying in the gutter or across the street and within seconds of easy retrieval.

What else could explain the urge/compulsion/mania to get after it during what ought to be simply a stroll for exercise or relaxation sake like so many normal people seem to enjoy. Maybe it’s symptomatic of larger issues but, honestly, there is a tunnel vision effect once I hit the bricks. I envision the worst case scenario of what could happen to some piece of junk if allowed to lay fallow. Why is it there, where will it go, what will happen to it? My glass is perpetually half empty on this topic.

I dunno, perhaps what I do bypasses normality and is symptomatic of larger issues, but what the hell. I'd be driven crazier if this junk was allowed to lay around.

I dunno, perhaps what I do bypasses normality and is symptomatic of larger issues, but what the hell. I’d be driven crazier if this junk was allowed to lay around.

Truly, there is no impact on me whatsoever in terms of what passerby think of the strange man putting stage things into a bag. They move on and so do I. They have their thoughts about what they see and I have mine. Perhaps at some point they have a silent appreciation as to why the Colony/Sharon/Fairview corridor seems relatively nice and tidy. My contrarian view is why is there so much junk here? It’s just the way it is. Both sides deal with it.

No doubt there is some goody two shoes phenomenon at work here. But if this makes me a situational narcissist, so be it. Hopefully that psychological shortcoming ends when I walk in through the door.

About Dave Bradley (259 Articles)
I'm the one behind two totally unrelated blogs; one on 15 years of writing a weekly letter to my kids (plus other recipients), the other on my localized environmental responsibility. I'm a writer by trade and both endeavors are accepted practice for me. As for the letters, my adult children Ellen and Reid may have seen letters as corny at one point, but it's accepted practice for them, too, to find something in their mailbox other than bills and junk mail. Email and texting don't do a lot for me for a lot of different reasons. Snail mail has its place in the communicative world so as long as they keep selling stamps, I'm buying. As for 'Pick Up Your Path' and the environment, I advocate what citizens can do themselves to take a direct hand in their neighborhood environment. But Pick Up Your Path is also a general environmental blog. It may be largely about litter and trash, but both of those are just one element of the total environmental picture.

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