The Wee Democracy

joshua

I have a teddy bear, and his name is joshua. i don't sleep with him anymore, simply because i'm a tosser/turner in the night, and i hate waking up finding poor joshua down on cold floor with lint stuck to his body. but he sleeps in his own makeshift bed not far from me.

i got joshua when i was but an infant, given to me by my aunt some mere hours after i arrived home after being born. so well over twenty three years now. he's a little worse for the wear - a few foot claws missing, and the snap-button on the back of his shirt doesn't work. how a snap fails is beyond me, but his has. speaking of his shirt, it rocks. it's got a picture of him on it, in a sailor getup looking through a telescope and bubble letters at the bottom that spell joshua. he rocks.

i had a dream when i was younger, maybe 12, where my house was on fire. it wasn't raging or anything, just real smoky, and i had to get out....oh, but i wasn't going to leave the house without joshua. i tossed aside a pile of stuffed animals that were at the base of my bed in a box looking in vain for joshua. but i couldn't find him. needless to say, when i woke up, i promptly dug him out of said box and have not, to date, forgotten where i can find him immediately if fire threatens.

i'm gonna try to start posting pictures.


feeling: good
thinking of: cady
song of the day: something pretty - patrick park
At the most, i'm a glare, i'm the hopeless son who's hardly there, i'm the open sign that's always busted, i'm the friend you need, but can't be trusted.