it is hard to describe where the sadness comes from, but it comes. and it's a peaceful moment. it comes when you realize you are on your own, even amidst those who love you. and that seperation reminds you that you are fine. being fine alone is what is sad. and that sadness is peaceful because that peace is what makes you fine.

sadness is appropriate. it is not depressed or flattened. it is full of texture. it is like a beautiful fabric that only you can touch. it remains a photograph to appreciate to anyone else.

it's just hard because we're so used to satiating ourselves and sadness leaves us with our hands tied. it comes when we have a moment to feel it. when everything else stops. when we have no choice but to sit it out.

there's more, but that's all for now.