Yesterday was a day of strange comfort, nostalgic joy, and unexpected hilarity. As I sat with the afternoon light slanting across the room, I found myself quietly grateful for three very different things—each one a moment of connection to something I love, or something so bizarre it brought a rare kind of joy. Here they are, in order:
1. Little Grey Wolfy on Disney+
There’s something so soft and calming about Little Grey Wolfy. It appeared on Disney+ like a quiet whisper, and I welcomed it with open arms. The animation is gentle, almost like a dream you don't want to end, and the pacing is just slow enough to breathe in. Wolfy himself is a treasure—tender-hearted, curious, and full of a kind of childlike wonder that makes your insides feel warm. It felt like finding a tiny island of peace in a noisy world. I curled up with it and let it wash over me. I’m grateful it exists at all.
2. Slomo in 'Deadline' (Space Precinct)
Slomo showed up in the Space Precinct episode Deadline—and it made my whole day. There’s something magical about seeing a familiar face from Demeter City, especially one as endearing and charmingly awkward as Slomo. He may be a little clunky, but there’s a strange peace in his presence. He’s like the embodiment of trying your best in a world that doesn’t always notice. Just hearing his little robotic beeps and watching him shuffle across the scene reminded me why I care about this odd, underappreciated series so much. He didn’t have to do anything big. Just being there was enough.
3. Postman Pat Shoots Himself in the Norwegian Dub (Part 2)
And then, there was this—Postman Pat, in the Norwegian adult parody dub Lasse Og Trygve, literally shooting himself at the end of Part 2. It was so jarringly absurd, so wildly inappropriate for the character I grew up with, that I couldn’t help but burst out laughing. There’s catharsis in nonsense sometimes, especially when it turns a well-worn childhood symbol on its head in the most unexpected way possible. It was like watching a glitch in the matrix of nostalgia. Horrifying, but also brilliant in its sheer shock value. Definitely not for kids—but oddly, something to be grateful for. It reminded me how humor can sneak in through the weirdest cracks.
Gratitude doesn’t always come wrapped in bows or sweetness. Sometimes it comes in soft wolves, loyal robots, and darkly comedic takes on childhood icons. But it comes, and yesterday it did—threefold.
What were you grateful for yesterday?
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