You will not believe this. I don’t believe it myself. Yet, there are times the unbelievable, the inexplicable occur. Perhaps there was a wrinkle in time. When there is a wrinkle in time anything is possible. Here’s what happened. It was Saturday before Easter Sunday and I was absorbed working on the NY Times spelling bee. Suddenly the room felt strange. I looked around and there before me was what seemed like an image of a large rabbit. My first thought was that very old movie with James Stewart and Harvey the 6 foot rabbit or Pooka. Only the image was not Harvey and it was the present. I know I have a bit of Pandemic Stress Disorder, but this was not that. Or was it? Things got even more weird when the oversized rabbit spoke to me.
Get this. He wanted me to help the Easter Bunny. That’s just crazy. I’m not hopping down the bunny trail with the Easter Bunny. That’s beyond crazy.
The very large rabbit or Pooka or hallucination laughed and said there is another mission for me. I wondered if this mission, should I decide to accept it, would exhibit some tangible proof of its reality. I wondered if I chose not to accept, would that Pooka thing disavow any knowledge of the mission and self-destruct in 5 seconds? That would be cool.
I did some quick thinking and said, “Mr. Rabbit or Pooka or Hallucination, I am very flattered that you think I am worthy of assisting the Easter Bunny with whatever. I certainly want children to be full of smiles and joy Easter Sunday. However, I must respectfully decline.” He accepted my decision, tipped his hat (yes, he wore a delightfully flamboyant Easter topper) and vanished.
I climbed out of that originally designed rabbit hole and resumed working on the spelling bee.
“Today was fun. Fun is good. Tomorrow is another one.” Dr. Seuss
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