honey I am a 26 year old professional freelance storyboarder who runs her own webcomic and I constantly envision characters in those ways
if I find myself slowing down or being sad I get Neil Richards hollering at me to quit moping and do something wildly unpredictable instead, or Tintin drop-kicking the door down and giving me some sort of encouraging quip before jumping through the glass paned window next to my desk with an appropriate accompanying explosion afterwards, and that’s not to mention my own characters shoving me about at all hours of the day without a by or leave
whatever your methods are if it helps you survive the world that’s as real as it gets my friend