It's enough to make you crawl under the bed and stay there. Unfortunately, our Ikea bed frame is way too low to the ground. I would not fit. The Swedes that design those things think of everything. I can't hide in the closet either. German apartments don't have any.
Since my efforts at hiding from the world thwarted by European engineering, I have to consider my options. I could disconnect the internet, but that would just be crazy. I could pretend to be an ostrich and stick my head in the sand, but I would find sand in my ears for months. Or I could just keep informed and hope for better times.
I'm working on a craft project now that has nothing to do with world events or genocides or epidemics. But it maybe it's a sign of better things to come.
A certain young friend of ours will be turning one year old in a couple of weeks. Over the summer I was inspired to make her something. I started small, but like its very hungry relative, this caterpillar just grew and grew and grew.
When the time is right or when things get scary, the caterpillar hides in its cocoon, which is much more cozy that sticking your head in the sand. And as every young reader knows, he comes out bolder and brighter than ever, then flies away. Is that cliché? Sure it is. I don't care. I like it anyway.
Yes, there are bad things happening. Is it enough to make you stop reading the news? Almost.
But even ostriches can only put their heads in the sand for so long. I imagine it makes them sneeze after a while. So I'll keep reading the in case there's some good news to be found (and in order to keep up with my current events expert of a husband). But I might need to take a break from it once in a while, and hide. I wonder if Ikea has some kind of furniture designed for that.
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