Wednesday, December 10, 2003
This afternoon, I carelessly wounded my Winnie the Pooh with a hot iron. Hiks...I just wanted to iron the fella a bit, but the iron was too hot and I damaged his left ear as well as his upper left head. The wound, personally for me, was big enough that emotion was running a bit high on me. I wanted to cry and just go home. I'm not exactly a huge Winnie the Pooh fan, but my Winnie just has a great deal of feeling attached to it. So I was so sad and as I was looking at it and saying "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" over and over again, I just felt there's a smile there. My Winnie was smiling (well, he always does) and I don't know...there's a bit of comfort there and a bit of silliness too.:) eKa @ 8:21:00 PM •
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