Archive for March, 2013
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I used to dream of this job. Now I know somebody who lives by doing it, and somehow I don’t envy him.
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A little Pietà going on there. Wish I’d used a name other than Frank, though, so predictable of me!
Damn, that’s a snappy line. Well done Dana/me/Dana/me/Dana.
The sad truth is that often change ends up being more of the same. I guess the key is to know what part of you or your life is stagnant — because your life is many faceted.
This strip was when i was going through a rough time and very much considering the possibility of moving west.
If my parents had done that, my life would have made so much more sense. But being that they didn’t, it never did.
