Wobbling
2009 April 28
I feel like a Weeble. You remember those, right?
Weebles wobble, but they don’t fall down.
Except that was a lie, as every curious, bloody-minded child of the seventies knows. Weebles wobble, yes. And that’s fine for a while. Give ‘em a flick, wibble-wobble, wibble-wobble, wibwibwib and they’re upright again, looking smug, self-satisfied and unpeturbable.
But how much can a Weeble take? This much? How about this much? And then, the truth. Push them hard enough, and they DO fall down. Then they just lie on their sides, woobling around sadly and wondering what their purpose in life is after all.
Yup. That’s me.
Take care of yourself, make sure you avoid shoving, pushing people until you get your balance back.
I’ve been feeling a bit wobby too recently – but that picture cheered me right up! Thank you!!
uh-oh! maybe you need to lie down (pref in a darkened room) for a bit, little weeble. then you’ll be ready to bounce back up again xxx
I haven’t much to offer but my best wishes and warm thoughts. That, and the Desiderata sometimes helps me get through times like these.