What have I eaten that has prompted me to remain awake so long?
(The night has nearly circled back to the morning...)
It started as I was idly cuddling my two old teddybears.
I was musing that I'd been cuddling these bears at different stages all my life, and that it felt like I was becoming another overlay on images of me at various ages like 6, or 12, or even 16.
Here are the bears in question.
![](http://www.caberworld.com/images/Green&Grandted_med.jpg)
Note their well loved appearance. No Botox for these teddies, no sirree! Grandted (the one on the right), is a stroppy little chap, and Green is a wuss.
I've never yet figured out if they actually get along, or if their self destructive relationship is just a façade for (well hidden!) "caring and sharing". Grandted eats a lot, and Green will cry at the drop of a hat. At the drop of anything, really.
Maybe it's a love/hate relationship. I wonder where I fit in?
Third wheel to a couple of bears. Sheesh...!
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