Thursday thoughts: Well, it has been forever. And Winnie the Pooh.
I have been told aproximately 80 bazillion times in the last few days that I need to update my blog more. Well here we go.
I spend a lot of my free time thinking about nothing in particular. About my friends, my boyfriend, what I’m going to wear tomorrow, the meaning of life, whether I’ll get brain cancer from my phone… you know. The usual.
Since I have a crazy and hectic schedule this semester, I’ve been retreating more and more into the land of daydreaming, sort of skating through my free time in a haze of staring at the ceiling and thinking about what I’m going to name my future cat and if my kid (unborn, unthought of at this point) wants to join the military. What will I do?
Best friends!
To answer those questions, I will probably name my cat Sal – Sally if a girl, Salvador if a boy. If my kid wants to join the Army, I’ll be hesitant but okay, because someone has to do it even if it goes against my personal pacifistic nature.
What does this have to do with Winnie the Pooh? (Did you read the title of this post?) Nothing really. I was just thinking about Winnie a few moments ago. I read the original Winnie the Pooh and the House at Pooh Corner books as a child and loved them.
Have I mentioned that I’m also basically a kid at heart? The only difference is now, instead of watching Sesame Street religiously after school, I follow them on Twitter.
Anyway, Winnie the Pooh has a lot of good life advice. Let things be. Eat honey (or hunny). Even Heffalumps and Woozles can be your friend. Tiggers are bouncy. There’s always someone wiser than you, but you have your own wisdom.
When my grandfather died a few years ago, I rifled through his extensive book collection and found the lovely and succinct The Tao of Pooh. It’s very informative both on the subject of Taoism and Winnie-the-Poohism. Who, is, by the way, a master of the Tao. Who knew?
That was ranty and rambly, but hey. It’s a post. Are you happy now?
