[p.s. I still want to read you guys' "this is how I process stuff" posts.]
I deal with sadness. I make fair commerce with it. Isolated, it's just an emotion, the same as any other. Jealousy, anger, happiness, lust, and fear--they're all just emotions when you look at them. So I acknowledge sadness. I tip my hat at it in the street, address it by name, and invite Mr. Sadness home for dinner. As soon as I have him in my house, I crowbar him in the back of the head and shove him into the closet.
Of course, you can't do this when you have his whole family over. So you have to smile politely and bow and scrape and be generally kind until all you have is one Sadness at a time and you can bring your crowbar to bear.
XD Good. Because something is missing from my day when you don't post. Yes, of course you are.
ReplyDeleteHmm. I'll think about it.
"So I acknowledge sadness. I tip my hat at it in the street, address it by name, and invite Mr. Sadness home for dinner. As soon as I have him in my house, I crowbar him in the back of the head and shove him into the closet."
^This.
I cannot even begin to tell you how much I like that. I wish I were better at dealing with sadness. And then you said the family thing and the bowing and scraping and kindness stuff and my heart broke a little.
Shall I get you another crowbar and maybe a few more closets?
I'm glad you're used to posting everyday. That's a great habit to have. (Especially since it benefits so many people!)
ReplyDeleteDoes my "How I Figure Things Out" count as a "How I Process" post?
I like this, Robby. I like the tipping of your hat. And I like the fact that you can only hurt him when he's alone. It reminds me 1) of Sweeney Todd, who could only kill customers who came alone, and 2) of fairies, who are so small they only have room for one emotion at a time. (They are probably even too small for families.)
And I like the crowbar. (And the closet.)
Hmm. So maybe Monty Python was right about Sweeney Todd killing only because depression and sadness and whatnot? Because he really wants to be a lumberjack?
ReplyDeleteJanelle's current favorite thing (besides singing Beethoven wicked fast): asyndetons.
I realized this when two major crises piled on top of me at the same time. It almost tore my entrails out and left them on the ground, so what I did instead was run.
ReplyDeleteI ran and ran in my spats and cane.
Oh, man, that is terrible. I am sorry. Not even the spats and cane can counteract that.
ReplyDeleteI am an extremely sensitive person, and so like, minor tragedies are huge for me. I can't even imagine how hard that must be/have been for you.
But where did you go, and did you ever come back?
Robby, I will do that eventually, but it is sort of on the back-burner right now since my story has 'taken off' lol. I want to make sure I keep my train of thought (or what there is of it) for the story intact. I'll do the thought process thing when I'm done. And yes, feedback does indeed make it more enjoyable. :) I like this so much. Especially the hitting sadness with a crowbar part. that was awesome.
ReplyDeleteWhere did I go: where Sadness didn't speak the language. I came back in disguise and now he doesn't know where I live. One of them, though, is clairvoyant or something, so he follows me.
ReplyDelete@Kyle: That's fine. You don't HAVE to do anything, of course. I was just interested. I love how your story is like, 10x more interesting than all of the other things everybody posts.
And thanks.
Haha, thanks. I would say 10x though, more like 3x :P (lol I'm kidding of course, I'm not THAT arrogant )
ReplyDelete*wouldn't, not would :P
ReplyDelete"Where did I go: where Sadness didn't speak the language. I came back in disguise and now he doesn't know where I live. One of them, though, is clairvoyant or something, so he follows me."
ReplyDelete^This.
Does this actually take effort for you, or are chillingly perfect responses just always on the tips of your fingers? Because I am jealous of those fingers if it's the latter and jealous of your determination to succeed if it's the former.
Kyle: Fun! Fun, fun, fun! Yes. That is a viable sentence that makes sense in everyone's mind. (INCEPTION! BRAAAAAAN!)
Hm. It's more like half and half. Sometimes it just spills out. Sometimes it's impossible to find.
ReplyDeleteAh, so I should just be universally jealous? :-)
ReplyDeleteYeah, I suppose that's true.