Hullo,
It's late, and I should be asleep, but I'm in a philosophical mood and I feel like blogging. And since I'm The Boss Of Me, I can blog as much as I ruddy well want to.
I went to the library today, and I was looking through the bit of the library with all the children's books. I generally like children's books better than adult books, because in my experience, adult books are usually either boring or depressing, unless they're written by Giovanni Guareschi or PG Wodehouse or Georgette Heyer, but that's not the point.
Anyway speaking of children's books (not that I'm speaking out loud as I'm typing this, because I'm not) I was thinking about The Velveteen Rabbit.
I don't remember the exact quote from the book, but we used to watch a clay-mation movie of The Velveteen Rabbit, and there was one bit where the Rabbit was talking to the Sawhorse, and the Sawhorse says something like, "When a child loves you for a long time-not just to play with but really loves you-then you become real." I think that's a bit like what marriage is like. Plus then, the Rabbit only becomes real after he goes through the boy having scarlet fever and then getting a new bunny and then the Rabbit almost gets burned, so there's a lot of sacrifice and putting up with rotten situations involved, which is also like marriage.
Anyhoo, must be going now, I'm sleepy. Good night!
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