Too often I think I’ve asked questions to fill the air with sound to avoid thinking about the question itself. And too often, like Bruno here, have looked towards people who seem to have their shit together.
But often they’re no better off, they’re just enjoying what they have. And often they don’t have the answers, they just have strong opinions.
I think it’s a significant realization that belief in yourself is different than belief in a deity (and that was partly my point with this strip). In the self it’s more meant as “confidence,” whereas in a deity it is in blind acceptance.
And I have a similar double-feeling about many celebrities who’s work I like, that I’m not sure I’d get along with them in person. As a creative person, I know how deceptive art can be to an artist’s nature.
It’s hard not to like a good mercenary move like this, even if there are some feminism issues at hand.
I view this as an alternate version of “Truly, Madly, Deeply.” I prefer this version because it doesn’t include memory (mine can be pretty poor).
I have always liked this method of decision. Destroy all options of NOT making the decision, and then decide or bust.
BTW, a “tag sale” is a “yard sale” or “garage sale” etc. Different parts of the country have different names for it.
And there Dana and Samantha go again, being awesome.