By the time you read this I’ll be at Disney World. Not because I won the Super Bowl, but because my particular form of depression makes me want to retreat to the comfort of childhood as often as possible. I need to set regular goal posts to stay motivated and slog through the daily morass, and unfortunately the things that work best are soulless pop culture events related to things I’ve loved since I was young—a comic book movie, or the kind of dingy rock shows I’ve been going to since high school, or the release of a new videogame. Nothing works better than a trip to Disney, though, probably because nothing makes me feel more like a child. Unsurprisingly, none of these things leave me feeling as immediately depressed as a trip to Disney World, because none of them so thoroughly highlight exactly how far I now am from childhood. Also because there is something a little weird about a grown man going there by himself multiple times a year. Life’s a delicate balance and I tend to trample all over it like I’ve got big dumb elephant stumps.
But yeah, that’s my Monday. How about yours? Hopefully the team you hate more lost the game last night and all the ads brought a smile to your heart. If they didn’t, maybe these tweets will. Only you know the answer to that. Read ‘em and see how you feel. We’re here to help.