Emmett

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My name is Emmett.
I have ten fingers and ten toes, and I believe in peace.
I like to be spontaneous.
I love to quote things.
I'm a procrastinator, and I have seven rats.
I'm afraid of cottonballs.
I'd give my right arm to be ambidextrious.
I love to make people laugh. It's my favourite.
I contradict myself--with many things.
I have so much to learn and so far to go.

I was eating a cookie the other day and, of course, it crumbled. Then I realized something...When a cookie crumbles, I don't look at whatever *way* it crumbles, and if I do, certainly the direction the crumbs flew or the size of the crumbs doesn't affect my mood or tell me that something is good or bad as if it's some sort of omen or sign. I'm pissed that the cookie crumbled in the first place! The obvious point of its existance was to be eaten, not to go everywhere when you pick the darn thing up.
So I've decided that since what bugs me is just that the cookie even crumbles at all, I'm not going to tell someone, "Wellll, that's the way the cookie crumbles, my friend!" No. I'm going to tell them straightforwardly, "Sometimes cookies crumble, man. It happens."

"What was and what may be lie, like children whose faces we cannot see, in the arms of silence. All we ever have is here, now."