I found a small axe in the trash - a hatchet.
The handle was wrong.
Dried out, broken, splintered and loose, the handle was without a use.
The hatchet head?
Corroded, chipped and ugly.
Me?
Happy.
I have an axe to grind.
I love grinding axes.
This hatchet head?
Something to work on.
I sand and file it regularly.
Years of neglect fade with each pass of my sanding block.
And yet? There are pits and cavities where the corrosion persists.
So I grind.
I insist.
Sure, science could help me shine my steel more quickly.
A caustic chemical could completely clean the clinging corrosion currently.
And?
In this case?
I’m happy to keep grinding.
How foolish eh?
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