I’ve driven across country a few times, and it always amazes me to pass through such long sections where there is seemingly nothing. Perhaps my fears, which lay along the lines of this strip, are less likely to be true than the reality.
Being brought up in any unusual fashion, I would posit, has usually at least some positive results, as well as negative ones.
Odd for Bruno to show such reserve.
That’s a sickle in the sky, btw. There was a whole underlying myth story to this storyline, but I’ll have to look it up, as I don’t remember it.
I really like being on top of tall things. Upper stories (or roofs) of houses, hilltops, tower tops. I don’t know why, but I love it. I think this strip was inspired by a tower in Oberlin, but it’s been so long I’m not sure.
My girlfriend just told me that this strip describes her. Hee. :)
I think part of Bruno’s need to hide, aside from wanting to wait for Jay to forgive her and to make sure she doesn’t enjoy life in the meantime because she doesn’t feel that she deserves it, is that after long road-trips, one needs one’s own space a bit.
I think it’s hard when you feel important to someone, and it feels good like your needed, and then you feel their behavior doesn’t show that they find you important.
It feels good when you eventually can let go of that attached feeling, to accept that we’re all in the moment, all in our head, and we do what we can.
This is a decent attempt to express some of my philosophy of art. I don’t feel stories should all be horrible tragedies in order to be “real art,” but the saccharine sweetness of most of pop culture just exhausts me at times and I want something that’s at least a wee bit challenging.