Posts by Kearth

Do you ever find yourself thinking about how tired you are? I do. In fact, I think about it a lot. Maybe too much. In fact, I realized something the other day, and maybe you’ve realized it yourself: The more you think about being tired, the more tired you become.  In fact, I wholeheartedly believe that tiredness begets tiredness. (And I use the word “begets” because I just don’t get to use it often enough, plus it sounds like...

I like flying wagons. I genuinely like them. I like them because they haven’t been invented yet. I like things that haven’t been invented yet because then I get to think about inventing them and especially the fact that I may be the first or even only one who has ever thought of them, ever, not that that matters, really, but it matters to me. Really. For example: Flying Wagon—I start with that because of course one should be invented....

Words are interesting. At least many of them are. Some, anyway. Quite a few, actually. And it’s fun to have fun with them, if you know how. Take, for example, the word “words.” If you read it forward, obviously the word is “words.” We all know that. But, if you read it backward, the word is “sdrow,” which is not an actual word as far as I know, although it should be. (I don’t know 100% why, because it is not exactly comfortable for...

I have a friend.  Believe it or not.  And believe this or not… her name is April. I know. Can you imagine? I guess December and February were taken. Ha! Seriously, though, I’m kidding. Everyone deserves to have their own name of choice (even if it is April). So, seriously, though, of course you would expect with a name like that you are going to get teased at least during a certain month of the year. Let me guess which one…...

I have something important to say and it must be said right away because it is so important. So important. Let me just get into it, without any delays… Wait. I’m thinking about something else. Never mind. No, do mind. Now where was I? Wouldn’t you know it—I forgot what was so important. I think it was something about… no, that’s not it. Maybe it was… no. I remember that… no, I don’t remember that. Wow, I’m realizing that this happens...

“I’m really not a very patient person.”—When I have to admit something, that is what I might admit. I like things right away, when I want them. When I’m hungry, I want to eat right then. If I’m in line for something, I get antsy waiting. Sometimes extra-extra antsy. I might actually be getting more impatient, day by day. A while ago, Rol said that he noticed I was getting more impatient, day by day. (I knew I got that idea from...