Character Cast: One-Hundred Acre Wood

I'd like to introduce you to a few of the characters of my mind, or rather, the One-Hundred Acre Wood. Because that's what my mind is really like. A magical forest I wander about in. These characters are always competing for a say with me. But there they are, so I shall introduce you.

Firstly, there is Winnie the Pooh.

Obviously, one of the main characters in the One-Hundred Acre Woods. Incurably innocent and being a bear of very little brain, he says things like,

And does things like, being a bear of very little brain, decides to invite the new sound in. And then hopes nobody answers. Which leads to the next person.

Who can be summed up in this link: Watch me scare the stripes off of this impostor, ho ho.

And the most wonderful thing about Tiggers is that I'm the only one. 

Then there's Eeyore. 

He is not nearly as vocal as the others, more like a gloomy entity shlumping about in corners, but he is still a key character in the workings of the One-Hundred Acre Wood. I suppose if these are the people running loose in my cognition, it ought to make me Christopher Robin, but he's a pansy, so he doesn't count.

There are many others, but they are the important ones right now. And odd as all of this may sound, the accuracy of it is astounding. Ta.

You have no idea.

Are you really gonna love me when I'm gone?

Source

I don't have time for all this

That's what I think.

There are things to see, places to go, bugs to find and people to love. And I don't have time for all this extra stuff.

And then Someone tells me I have time. All the time in world.

So I believe Him and breath again.

p.s

This is the result of starting community college and stressing and dying and praying like crazy about it and finding it to be nowhere near as bad as you expected it to be. And having fresh memories of wonderful times doesn't hurt either.

p.p.s

It's a Bastille kind of evening

i died today

It didn't hurt

With a salute to no one, I shoved off the bank and plunged into the river

The cold embraced me lovingly, and wrapped long fingers all around me

Now I am dead

It's not that bad, you know

The empty nothingness is bliss compared to everything before

It's like sleeping 

So much like sleeping
                               
                               But now
                                                 I realize 
                                                                   It's time to wake up
                                                                                                      And come back to things
                                                                                                         
                                                                                                     Back to life 
                                   
                                                                                                     Back to everything
   
                                                                                                    And back to nothing

                                                                                            

                                                                                                                                   But better me than you

P.S

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P.S.S
depressing poems, wooo

Hi guys, hi.

I am back from Alaska, as of the 28th and I had a marvelous time fishing and doing all the stuff we did. I was going to write a great long blog post about the trip, journal style. You know, like "Day One, blah blah. Day Two, blah blah", but that proved to take longer than I could devote myself to. Besides, I was have trouble putting all the events on the right days.  So instead, I am posting pictures, not even roughly in order of the day they were taken on. So ha.

But first, back story time. My grandparents on my mom's side go up to Alaska every August to fish. And last year, my two older sister went the last week and came back with them. This year, it was to be my Mom and my two younger siblings. I tagged along to make sure they had fun and did everything right.

Theme Song 1

At the airport 

A local boy, fishing in Ketchikan

Splatting right brain mush on a page

Autumn, with a starfish she found underneath the marina

Us three kids, out on Grandpa's boat.

The 152 pound halibut Grandpa and I caught. It was, as he says, like pulling up a barn door from 290 feet.

Theme Song 2

Salmon

Mom's halibut

Cod

Theme Song 3

Autumn, being excited about all the marine life on the rocky beach by our house.

Pulling crab traps. That was the same day we managed to run over of the lines and completely cut it with the prop.  had to lay on the back of the boat to reach the prop to untangle things and even so, we lost the trap.

On the boat.

Theme Song 4

Halibut face.

A few sea lions.

Looking.

What most of our days up there looked like. When you needed both sunscreen and a raincoat.

One of many humpback whales we saw. A few days, they were singing right next to us, the entire time we fished.

Autumn's halibut, which she couldn't quite hold up, so I helped.

A nice big silver salmon I caught. 

Theme Song 5

So, the day we were leaving, we discovered that the place just up the road from us had a climbing wall, as well as a zip line course. And the people just gave us harnesses and turned us loose on the wall. It was awesome.

Enjoying the auto belay after going up all the difficulty levels.

Tired and greasy and going home.