Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
I’ve always been a bit of a kleptomaniac, but to this day I’ve never taken anything that made any logical sense. For example:
A wrench off the top of a fire hydrant
A coil of rope from behind a dumpster (it wasn’t dirty)
A big ass tree branch I carried for two miles that barely fit in my friend’s car; reaching from the driver’s seat through the little door thing and into the trunk
A broken piano from the side of the road that I dragged toward my house for half a mile before giving up (pianos are heavy)