The desire to simply not exist, or to have never existed in the first place.
How do you feel?
I have been feeling a lot of sinexis lately.
One who wears a wig and big red nose. Beings said to have the gift of eternal joy, the ability to fit an endless amount of objects/entities into one or more vehicles, the ability to generate infinite water from thin air with a flower, the ability to make balloon versions of any object, and immortality. All clowns are known to gather in a large cult meeting they call a "Circus." Inside of a clown car is a pocket dimension able to fit anything. Bad clowns, such as Ronald McDonald, are banished to the far ends of this pocket dimension.
John: Honey! Wanna hear a joke?
Samantha: Please, John. It's been 12 years. You are not a Clown.
John: Aww, here, let me get you a handkerchief for your tears.
John then pulls an endless chain of handkerchiefs out of his pocket.