Sunday, June 26, 2011

Fortune Cookies & Self-Reliance

I have lately, during my weaker moments, been seeking advice from fortune cookies. Everyday, i open one, hoping that they will encourage my good behavior. This, I suppose, is a result of being a few hundred miles away from home, and very limited means of communication, and, while I am here, my entire family is gathering for Statia's second or repeated wedding, getting good advice from each other, hugging and laughing.
Do fortune cookies hug?
only if you wrap the fortune in around your finger.
I just opened my desk drawer to see ten such fortune cookies that say "if you chase two rabbits, both will escape". This has significance, in that, there are a pair of rabbits that hang out regularly around the house, and i just walked back from the neighbors and strolled less than three feet past the nearly time slightly spotted rodent (rodent, right?). to answer my own question, rabbits' epiglottis is engaged over the soft palate,  making them obligate nasal breathers. This is the difference between rodents and rabbits, which, though previously thought to be examples of convergent evolution, actually share a common ancestor. The discovery allowed them the be grouped into a superclass called Glires. Another example is today, while cleaning, i tore open two fortune cookies, "reorganization is crucial at this time" and "redecorating will be in your plans." both of these were opened while my bed was freshly repositioned in my room to allow my current sitting place to be accessible. I have honestly been believing these things, like neck hair standing up every time my fortune cookie bespeaks something relevant to my situation.
I have to guess that reading fortune cookies for life advice does not assure anyone that i am finding life pleasurable. It is indeed agreeable most of the time, but no amount of fortune cookie opening, nor blogging is going to help me talk to everyone back home. It is not going to make it easier to express to the people here how much i dread leaving and how badly i want to go. it will not help me speak spanish, unless the fortune cookies were, of course, in spanish.

All is well in Northern New York, the birds are singing like it was morning, the rabbits are too tame to be called wild, and one incredible procrastinator is smiling and looking forward to tomorrow so badly.

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