Here Comes A Thought...
Lately, I've been pretty fascinated with rewatching media that I would watch when I was younger to see the different significance it holds to me now, many years later. Sure, the nostalgia trip is pretty comforting during some boring nights, but mostly I've been really surprised by all of the themes and messaging that went over my head when I was younger. I might have just been a slow kid, but it feels like almost every cartoon I remember watching when I was in elementary school and middle school carries a new meaning that I don't remember processing, like advice on healthy and mature relationships, or how to deal with grief or trauma. One of these cartoons was Adventure Time , which infamously was not liked by my mom. I vividly remember her complaining about how all of the cartoons looked like acid trips and that the showrunners were all on drugs, but beyond the trippy visuals and goofy characters, I realized just recently how much effort an...