Making a Dent

I once watched a movie (I think it was Get Shorty) where the annoyingly optimistic character often said "You can't change the world but you can make a dent!" I have the urge to slap those Pollyanna types as much as the next gal, but he had a point.

Think about it. I can't change the world in any earth-shattering way. I lack the influence, ambition and possibly talent to make that kind of mark. What I do from day to day will go unrecorded in the annals history, despite any well-maintained blog. I am an unremarkable person in the grand scheme of things. 

But I am one person. I consume, discard and (hopefully) give back every day. And with this little enterprise, I am attempting to help myself and others discard a little less and give back a little more. Maybe the paper products I'm recycling don't make a huge difference, but if you add my paper products to yours, and my neighbor's and your neighbor's and a few other people neither of us know . . . it adds up. 

It reminds me of a golf ball. Each of those little dents on the ball are awfully small. They don't really look like the kind of thing that would affect the overall performance of anything. But, put together, those little dents improve the aerodynamics of the ball. And each dent counts. So recycling today's installment of junk mail counts for something too.