Rupert says...

Hey, it's me, Rupert, again. I know I haven't said anything lately, but that's because I went on a skiing trip in the Himalayas. The funny thing is, I don't even know how to ski. Yeah, I spent a few days in the hospital because of...well, rocks, pretty much. But so did my buddy, Pete.

You know, life is pretty interesting! I don't have to tell you that. Everybody knows it. Life is an interesting thing, the way things happen. I was watching a bee yesterday. I think I got to close, because it yelled at me. How did I know it was yelling at me? Well, that's how close I was. I got stung on the ear...ow.

But my point isn't that life is all bee stings. It isn't. I just think life is fascinating. It makes me think. The weather is cold one day and hot the next. You have a bad day and suddenly it turns good somehow, or vice-versa. It happens either way, but that's life sometimes. But life isn't only the sudden ski-stopping rocks or bee rants.

I sat on a tree-limb yesterday. It was great. The wind was blowing, so it was sorta like a rocking chair. It made me think.
But you know, I couldn't tell you what it made me think, and that's why I liked it so much! I just swayed as I sat there in the air, the clouds making shapes in the sky. I dreamed last night about flying in those clouds, airplanes and all. I had to dodge a helicopter, and I even forgot how to fly at one point. But I remembered 1,000 feet before the ground. Things come back to you like that sometimes. But it was a dream. I don't guess anyone really flies. If they do, they probably forget.

But life is still fascinating, like thoughtless tree-limb sittings...or even fingernails...