I was already living in Portland when I wrote this, and so i was already in love with it and had definite plans for moving Bruno there. It made writing strips like this easy-peasy.
It’s fun for me re-running these strips, because I don’t remember if they searched for a place together or not. I can’t wait to read and see! :)
Sometimes I realize how much of a gift it is to be able to act and thing rationally. What a strange world we live in.
It is easy to offer quick judgement, sometimes at the expense of not examining yourself. I am guilty too.
I’ve always had a terribly conflicted relationship with the concept of people noticing me.
Also, moving to Portland, right around here, was when I started getting serious about photo-sourcing backgrounds, and so the background art picked up tremendously from here on out.
Sometimes the telling seems much weirder than the occurrence. More likely, it’s that it’s only objectivity that allows us to see how weird life is.