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Boredom 1979

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I snapped this photo of Jupiter the other day at Suson Park.

It was a fun day. Chris had told me about a "Farm Fun Friday" which was going on that day and included a hayrack ride. Jupiter loves hayrack rides, or "tractor rides" as he calls them. It was a great idea. We both enjoyed it. There were also a lot of farm animals to see, which are featured there every day, so we will likely go back.

In this photo, he is bored and waiting for the tractor to come back so that we could get on the hayrack. I was not thinking about it when I took it, but later something about it reminded me of the Smashing Pumpkins music video for their song 1979. After looking at the Wikipedia article on the song, I realized it must be the look of boredom and loneliness.

From Wikipedia:
The video follows a day in the life of disaffected suburban teenagers driving around in a Dodge Charger. It is based on a concept Corgan created, featuring an idealized version of teenage life, while also trying to capture the feeling of being bored as a teenager.


While Jupiter is far from being a teenager (although his sense of entitlement sometimes says otherwise), he knows that sometimes to get to the exciting tractor ride, you have to wait through a painful boring and sometimes lonely period.

I have been reflecting on this idea a bit lately myself. Sometimes the members of my family have a lot of personal stuff that they need to take care of. Things that will help us all out in the long run. Sometimes I need to remember to be a little more patient and relax. Sometimes I need to remember to take advantage of these moments to think about and do things which work on my own personal life. Things which will also be advantageous to all of us in the long run if I take time to work on them.

I really like this picture.
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