It's a normal day, an early day.

The sun's still just rising over the horizon.

I got started early, so that I could be done around this time.

I started building a slide, a big metal slide,

perfect for getting static shocks, just what a playground needs, I think.

A big, nice slide, for the kids.

I'm just finishing attaching the actual slide parts to the stairs.

It's been a long morning, and my arms are starting to hurt. I'm ready to take a break,

and I'm really grateful I'm about to be done putting this slide up. My drill turns the screw into place, and at that point, I'm done.

Really done. Just a few hours of work and I'd

assembled a whole slide. Some parts were pretty heavy. I'm proud of myself. It's just in time too.

I stand back and admire it. When I was a kid, I used to be so scared of slides. Those tube slides

specifically. I was kind of a big kid and I was afraid of getting stuck in them.

Stupid fear, yeah.

But that's why I didn't make this one a tube slide.

It was just a half pipe, just a typical slide for the kids to play on,

to slide down mostly.

I take a deep breath, pick up my water bottle, and take a swig. Cold water

trickles down my throat, like kids down a tube slide. It's break time. The park is big and open.

This playground is just one small section of it. I mosey down a path, past some nice trees,

past some nice grass, to a nice little bench, and I sit down.

Far enough away from the playground to not look creepy.

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