Confession time. I have a small little stuffed rabbit affectionately named Bunny, or occasionally Bunbun. I have had it since I was an infant. Because of its size it can be conveniently held in my hand without anyone knowing. He has weathered many sad occasions and scary doctors visits. In short it is a source of immense comfort to me. Earlier in the hectic move to the new room he apparently got missed in the folds of a blanket. Upon realizing he was missing I had a panic attack for the first time in years. With immense hopefulness I put on my slippers and trudged heart wrenched to the front desk hoping they had found him. They hadnt, but the nice man at the front desk whose name I have regrettably forgotten at the moment got me a key and let me look for him. He is my hero right now, because I once again have Bunny.
Posted on: Mon, 08 Sep 2014 08:47:51 +0000
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