Monday, October 8, 2012
A little secret tool that gave you confidence to walk into a room when you were feeling really shy.
A secret weapon that was the answer to insomnia, you would always sleep well with this tool beside you.
The same little thing could provide you with the ability to remain calm when all around you was a little madness.
Your secret weapon would save you from loneliness, together you were always ok, your secret weapon reminded you that there was plenty to do in your imagination.
Imagine if when you physically hurt yourself, just rubbing this little treasure could take the pain away and make you feel better.
One little object that could reduce any anxiety, provide courage and calmness, bravery and pain management and all costing nothing and hurting no one.
But then one day, the big people around you decided that you shouldn't have this object anymore, and no matter how you cried, begged and pleaded they didn't listen and they took it away.
It wouldn't feel very good.
And that is why Stinky Blanklet will be staying for some time yet.