Boy, Lucy was a scold, wasn’t she? Let’s just say she didn’t have much patience for Charlie’s sad musings.
Charlie didn’t have much patience for his sad times either.
I give the guy credit for having some perspective anyway.
Charles Schultz created a whole neighborhood of memorable kids. I identify with every one of them. The whole series is like a Myers-Briggs Personality Inventory without having four letters assigned, i.e.every time I take the test I score highest on ENFP.
The Charles Schultz Personality Inventory requires considering yourself as a whole. It goes like this: I can be enthusiastic and delighted like Snoopy. Imaginative, too. Red Baron, anyone? Cowabunga! Linus and his blanket: yup, I’ve got my go-to comforts Thank goodness. Pig Pen? When my desk is a mess it’s like he’s walking around on the surface making things worse long before I’ll make it better.
Can you relate?
But Charlie isn’t just a sad sack and Snoopy wasn’t always happy. None of us is just one thing.
