Seems like you guys are dealing with some shit out there. I didn’t respond to everything but I did read them all. I hope you gained strength from the act of sharing your pain. I want to lay down for a while now myself. I sat down in a soft chair and was trapped by comfort. Usually I just sit criss cross applesauce on the floor to do everything because of my foot, so I don’t experience comfort very often. It made me vulnerable to it. I didn’t want to get up. I only needed to ink and paint the page so I just let myself rest a bit which is why the page is going up an hour later than I try to post them. Anyway, I don’t need to take up a bunch of your time with nonsense.

If you want to support my work the links are above like always. I hope to see you back here on Monday. Stay safe and don’t let the man bring you down.

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I have been very trapped in longing for comfort over anything else of late. I don’t want to sit up and exist, I just want to lay under my blankets and hibernate.

I hear that.

Thanks for giving us a place to vent, it was nice! In an odd, maybe cathartic way. Sometimes you just gotta get it out, you know?

Hear, hear! (I couldn’t agree more.)

Watership down dark?

That, plus Grimm Brothers dark also.

Made in Abyss dark

“Nature, red in tooth and claw” Dark. ;)

If you go down in the woods today, you’re sure of a big surprise
If you go down in the woods today, you’d better go in disguise

Speaking as a woodland creature myself…yes, Victoria is right, it’s very, very dark in the woods. And the unseen inhabitants don’t have Victoria’s nice, gentle character.

Vicky is way off in the second balloon of panel 1; on average only a few people die each second, not thousands. Let’s assume for the sake of argument that exactly one thousand people die every second; multiplying by 60 * 60 * 24 * 365 gives 31536 million deaths per year, or well over four times the world’s population, which is clearly impossibly high.

And some more on leap year, like next year.

Thanks Jackie. Sometimes I feel like I’d do anything for just a decent night’s sleep. But why would staining my soul allow for a blissful slumber? That would be too weird. Must be the sleep deprivation talking.

See you next week!

I think there is a motto from Buddhist philosophy, that is something like:

Just to be, is enough.

Is it weird to say I feel infinitely more comfortable sitting on the floor rather than on a couch or chair? I like the hardness in preference to unstable cushion.

Dang, I really enjoy Reggie’s expressions here. Can definitely tell he’s shifting back into comfort with his sibling~

Wow. He made a joke about her hobby and she took it in stride. Their relationship really is improving.

I wonder if she slips unnoticed through the dark? like a dark, unnoticeable, slippy thing.

2584 The Woods Are Lovely, Dark, And Deep.

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