Diary Entry 1

Date: Mid-Hibernation

Dear Diary,

So, something pretty embarrassing happened today. Well, embarrassing for a bear, I guess. I accidentally went live on Instagram while I was deep in hibernation. I don’t even know how it happened—one minute I’m dreaming about swimming in a river of honey, the next, my phone is buzzing like a hive on overdrive.

When I finally woke up (because, let’s be honest, it takes a LOT to wake me up from hibernation), I saw the notification: “You’re live!” My heart skipped a beat—not because I was excited, but because I was horrified! There I was, snoring away with my fur all matted, drool running down my chin, and about 3,000 viewers watching me like I was the next big thing in ASMR. Apparently, my snores are “soothing,” and my sleep-twitches “hypnotic.” I even gained a bunch of followers who think I’m a pioneer in this weird new sleep content trend.

But here’s the thing—once I got over the initial embarrassment (and after I groomed myself for a good half hour), I realized something. Maybe this whole ‘going live while sleeping’ thing wasn’t such a disaster after all. Sure, I wasn’t exactly camera-ready, but I showed my followers the real me—raw, unfiltered, and totally in my element. And honestly, the response was kind of overwhelming in a good way.

So yeah, I might’ve looked like a mess, but at least I was authentic, right? Plus, if snoring gets me more followers, I guess I’m winning without even trying. Upside? I’ve got a whole new audience who apparently loves nothing more than a bear in his natural state. Who knew being unconscious could be so… on-brand?

Yours (in and out of sleep), Bobby 🐻