Bah

Some days the world is too big, some days it is too small.  I dislike feeling too similar to Goldilocks whom I’ve always seen as not only a small home invader, but also a spoiled child.  Okay, you are lost and tired and, since you are a child, I will give you a pass on the B & E.  But seriously, you have to destroy these poor people’s house?  Bears should have eaten her. 

So when the world doesn’t seem to fit, there is a part of me that feels I’m just being petulant and perhaps, maybe, I deserve to be eaten by bears.  So if you ever hear of a woman being hauled to the asylum screaming “Bring on the bears!  I know they are out there!”  Well, that’s probably me.