Sads Squared

A city of sads.

Land of sads.

A galaxy of planet sads.

Many moons of sads.

Grains of sand sads lining the ocean floor.

Space junk sads.

Baby sads.

Boxes full of sads.

Ryan’s boxes of sads.

            

Nerd sads. 

The saddest of the sads.

I was going through old files saved on my desktop, cleaning up a bit, and came across that poem saved as a blog idea. 

My sister Angelica and I can vaguely remember discussing all the sads. We must have talked about the different kinds of sads and I wrote them down. 

hehe…for the record, I think Space Junk sads is the saddest of sads. 

*At the Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum in DC we visited at the beginning of June, there was an exhibit about space travel. At the start of the exhibit they talked about the space shuttles and how they had at one point designed them to be able to reuse and recycle parts. I thought that was cool. But, I always wonder about all the stuff that gets abandoned in space. The parts that they don’t need for reentry.  Space Junk. So sad.  

~HM~