Happiness is…Figuring Out What the Heck This Means
Previously I’ve written about some of the crazier coincidences I’ve had over the years. But this one might just take the cake.
It happened the other night, just as I was tucking the kiddos into bed. Both claimed that they “weren’t tired” (big surprise), and Boogieface asked if she could read her brother a book before they went to sleep. So The Animal shuffled over to the bookshelf, blanket in tow just like Linus, and pulled out a Peanuts story. Just as I was leaving the room, I heard him say, “Happiness is a warm blanket,” which immediately reminded me of something. I couldn’t figure out what.
By the time I got downstairs and sat down at my desk, it hit me: I was thinking of “Happiness is a Warm Gun” from the Beatles’ White Album. Just then I opened Facebook and saw this post on my timeline:
What the…?! (Notice the PEANUTS image in the little typewriter that says: “Happiness is Face Time with your friends.”)
How is this possible? And what in the world does it mean (besides the fact I’m a dork for belonging to a antique typewriter collectors group on Facebook)? I’m sorry, but you can’t just write this one off as a simple coincidence. There’s just too many different parts that had to all come together at the exact time.
What’s weird is this kind of thing happens to me all the time. Maybe the universe is trying to tell me something. Either that or it’s just messing with me.
Then again, maybe it’s some vast conspiracy between The Animal, Charles Schultz, the NRA, and this armed typewriter collector.
Hey, in this day and age, anything’s possible. ~
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