Remember watching Saturday morning cartoons? Remember when that ritual somehow morphed into lining up for sneakers?
I’ve been thinking a lot about the things that come and go from our lives recently. On one hand Saturday mornings becoming a special part of life is natural for many reasons. The moment we set foot in school and commit our lives to the Monday-Friday schedule that drives our existence, the escape from an alarm clock, daily routine, and things like homework, is programmed within our being. The escape from the “daily grind” as a kid is cartoons, usually shared with siblings or friends, which sets us up for Saturdays becoming as much a social pattern in our lives as it is a time to relax.
If you were cursed (or blessed depending on how you look at things) with the passion to be a sneakerhead, at some point in your teenage-to-young-adult years, that ritual might evolve into obsessing over sneaker releases. If you are lucky, that means the experience of lining up for sneakers with friends at your local skate shop or mall. The youthfulness of cartoons becomes replaced with a new form of escape from the “daily grind” that has also evolved from education to work. And of course, somewhere in the middle of it all, the best thing about Saturday mornings no matter what your age are the years you spend watching Saved By The Bell.