I remember1 a scene in Winnie-the-Pooh when Pooh Bear needs to think of something. He sits on his thinking log and wills himself to think. Think, think, think. But no answers come.
That is how I feel this evening. The more I will myself to think about the problem, the more I think of nothing. Where is Christopher Robin when you need him?
- And I admit, I may be remembering it wrong ↩