This strip is kinda true, fo rme. Sometime around middle-school (if I recall), I realized that if I felt stuck in a 9-5 job I hated, that when I was 28, I’d kill myself. By the time I was 28, I obviously did not kill myself although I was not yet really an artistic success. I’m not sure if the original thought had faded in intensity, or if I felt I had enough of a chance with time. Hm