caught inside out last night and while i genuinely adored it, it left me with a sense of melancholy and a greater deal of introspection, which isn't always a good thing when you're emosh and mopey. both of which i've been known to excel at.
what are your islands? what's lurking in your subconscious? what's your chief emotion? (mine should be pretty obvious.)
i'd like a one way ticket to imagination island, please.