There are ways to cope with the sadness. It can ruin, of course, so something must be done. And there is a difference between the sadness we sit in and the sadness that sits in us.
Perhaps there is something to be made of it, or caused by it. If we can wisp and weave something from the wool, if we can reach our fearing fingers to her elbow, if we can keep our heavy heads from going under.
Because otherwise we have to dig.
Dig down deep where we cough and cur, and pull it by the root. Pull it from the wall. Cut its tired heart right out of it. As it lays there. As it lets us.
It’s really freaking weird how Anime is like, considered one single interest by a lot of people and it has a single community here in the states. Like, right now I’m keeping up with Akiba’s Trip and Little Witch Academia, and I’ve been meaning to watch more of Neon Genesis Evangelion, which is kind of like saying “I’m watching How I met your Mother and The Backyardigans, and I’ve been meaning to finish The Godfather.”
Stunned fishermen spotted a gigantic alien-like ball floating off the coast of Western Australia before it was devoured by hungry sharks. Upon closer inspection the pair discovered it was an inflated whale carcass. (Source)
