Dinosaur With Headphones

The name I use in the depression chat room I sometimes visit is "messy", cause I'm a fan of the Argentinean soccer player Lionel Messi and word play, and I had a nice conversation with a woman named layeredpaper.

layeredpaper: we talked about circle stories, the way that a lot of children's books are written like that. like "if you give a mouse a cookie"
messy: if you give a mouse a cookie.... jesus. sad memories.
layeredpaper: yeah, i know that book sort of bites a bit but when you teach
messy: "if you give a mouse a cookie" has very personal connotations for me.
layeredpaper: well i am just bringing up all your life references somehow, with james joyce and "give a mouse a cookie"... sorry if i bum you out inadvertantly. i need to go because my senile old dog is needing something. he's got dog dementia and thinks he needs a million things at 2 am ish almost every night. so i take him outside...and i can't let him go out there alone because he gets lost in the fenced back yard :(
messy: i was with a woman once, a woman i truly loved. and she had a daughter whom i also loved. her little daughter and i used to read "if you give a mouse a cookie" together.
layeredpaper: oh :( that must be hard if you're not with her any more
messy: dumb dog. why is he following you? :P annie reference
layeredpaper: reading to a child is one of the greater gifts in life in my opinion
messy: agreed. have a good night.