Winnie the Pooh is in My Blog Too

Awhile back I learned a few things. Important things, unimportant things. Obvious, not so obvious, and of course what should have been obvious. But it seems like the most important things, what should be so obvious, are often not. One of those things happens to fall in the important and obvious and not so obvious and what should have been obvious, and other categories as well.

I am, of course, talking about Winnie the Pooh.

Really. What else would I be talking about?

Recently—the past few months—the sheer brilliance and significance of Winnie the Pooh quotes came to light. For a man who reads and rewrites many quotes, I feel I should have known about Winnie the Pooh quotes long ago.

It was one of those nights like so many other nights, when you think something might be important, or you feel something, but you deny those thoughts and feelings because they seem silly and arbitrary and out of place, and you tell yourself to take off that ridiculous hat because you’re A) alone in a dark room with no one to see the hat, and B) the hat is horribly anti-Semitic

Anyway, here’s a Winnie the Pooh quote. One of my favorites. 

If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together.. there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. I’ll always be with you.

Winnie the Pooh is obviously a badass, as well as a romantic. Combined, those are my two favorite things. I will again refer to Arthur Fonzirelli.

So you’re probably thinking to yourself, But Michael, why are you sitting in a dark room at 12am blogging about your undying love and passion for a yellow fictional bear who has an unhealthy obsession with honey? If you’re not thinking these thoughts, then maybe you should.

And to answer your question. A) –apparently this is my new style? No, no it’s not. This is a one time thing. I haven’t written in a very long time. It’s somewhat unhealthy for me, as my mind gets clouded with thoughts and insanity, but, at the same time, it keeps me focused on other things. Truth is, I have enough written material right now, especially for someone my age. I shouldn’t start something lengthy—I should start Aa) looking for a job so I can move and Ab) keep sending away agent queries and whatnot, and while doing that Aaa) continue editing and such. This system is becoming horribly confusing. Also, B) My life has recently taking an amazing and not really surprising twist, and lately I’ve been devoting most of my time to the most amazing person I’ll ever meet.

So writing can take a break while I formulate plans and complete the rest of my goals. The most important and difficult is already fulfilled. And wait…I just realized I’m horribly sidetracked and I don’t even know if I answered your original question, which was mine.

I’m thinking about Winnie the Pooh because of you, my dear. Because Winnie the Pooh understands what most people, and bears, do not. People are always looking for inspiration and reasons and advice, but they’re not looking in the right place—they’re not looking at Winnie the Pooh, and they’re certainly not looking inside themselves. They’re looking for logic, when life is anything but logical, when surprises are the honey that young bears loves.

I should have realized it then, I suppose. But I’m slow in understanding. Realized that Winnie the Pooh is in fact a prophet, and since I cannot be my own life coach, I follow the teachings of a anamorphic bear.