If you can relate to any of the following symptoms, you may be suffering from Pixar Withdrawal Syndrome. Don’t worry. Help is on the way (in roughly 155 days).
Great news! The next Pixar movie is coming up.
And we can’t help but jump for joy.
We do a little dance.
The excitement is palpable.
We’re so happy, we could fly.
Well, almost.
We can’t keep this good news to ourselves! Must. Tell. EVERYONE.
You’re going to want to hear this, Star Command.
The whole crew is super jazzed about it.
Midnight premiere squad? Check.
We proceed to marathon watch every Pixar movie again.
1,200+ minutes of emotional glory.
We laugh.
And/or cringe in fear.
We cry.
Let’s not talk about the montage.
We develop a strong hatred for capes.
And a strong love for Edna.
And then, we wait.
Twiddle, twiddle.
And wait some more.
Bob Parr is our spirit animal.
We eat our feelings.
Because when in doubt, sugar.
Check the date. It somehow isn’t June 19th yet.
Come onnnnnnnnnnn.
Wait. Will MORE food make the time pass faster?
Let’s just say yes.
Nothing seems to work.
Why, time, whyyyyyyyyyyyy?!
But then, there’s a little glimmer of hope…
Could it be? Do our eyes deceive?
A NEW TRAILER!!!
Hit play. Get excited. Repeat until June 19th.
Inside Out, we’re ready for you.
How do you feel when you’re waiting for the next Pixar movie? Tell us in the comments!
