I missed a sidcha yesterday: picking up litter in Washington Square Park
Regular readers know my sidcha to pick up at least three pieces of litter from the northwest corner of Washington Square Park. While most of my sidchas I haven’t missed, that one I’ve missed, maybe one or two times per year.
The park could use more people picking up litter. No, the point of picking up litter isn’t just the temporary removal of litter. Picking up litter makes not buying packaged food and doof easy. People act like avoiding packaged food and doof is hard. Partly they’re addicted. Even if not, they still like that stuff and their jolt of a reward. Picking up litter daily leads you to feel repugnance and disgust toward those things.
It’s not hard to avoid things I find repugnant and disgusting. How does this image of your world make you feel, because that’s Washington Square Park?
When I’m outside the city, I allow myself to substitute another park. For example, in Philadelphia, I pick up litter from the sledding hill of my TEDx talk.
Last night I got home late from a performance. I didn’t think about picking up until I was getting into bed around 11:30pm, which is about 90 minutes later than usual for me these days.
There have been times when I remembered that late, overcame my inertia, got dressed again, went back out, and picked up the three pieces, probably including times in rain, maybe snow. Last night, I thought about it but didn’t. I went twice today, but have to be careful. I believe the saying that my friend and coach told me that helped prompt the sidcha concept: “If you miss one day, you can miss two. If you miss two, it’s all over.”
Retry later