Where yesterday I uncovered the secrets of the Babushka/Matryoshka doll, today I’m forecasting that next season will be all about a different kind of doll with a function that is particularly pertinent to my current mental state—the Worry Doll. As the legend goes, “If you have a problem, then share it with a worry doll. Before going to bed, tell one worry to each doll, then place them beneath your pillow. Whilst you sleep the dolls will take your worries away!”
Hallelujah, I’ve just put in an order for 3 dozen of these babies on the fair trade website Global Marketplace.org. I’m going to adorn my neck, ears, lapels and stuff my entire pillowcase in the hope of offloading some of that pent up anxiety I’ve been carrying around of late. My only concern is for the psychological state of these dolls. Who do they tell their worries to? What if they get sick of lending an understanding ear? The more I think about this the more strung out I get, let’s change the subject.
I’ve got between 5-10 days until my new Guatemalan friends arrive and no one to offload my problems to until then, so here goes…
What will happen to this blog if my internet connection doesn’t work one day?
What if HBO cuts GIRLS and it never returns for a second season?
What if my worry dolls get lost in the post?