I wish that we could sail our sad days away forever in deep blue seas of paper mache.

Sometimes I get sad after I watch something melancholy and it’s strange how that emotion doesn’t leave you immediately the way laughter or some other intake of information tends to do. Sadness stays with you like a predator shark locked on a sunfish. It’s hard to shake it and sometimes it seems the more you attempt to avoid it, hide from it, you might successfully call off the chase for a bit but then the second you see something or hear something or whatever, you’re RIGHT BACK AT IT AGAIN. So annoying.