This little friend of mine writes comics...
And though it was bittersweet, somehow it made me feel better
And here's what he wrote about it:
I used to bring it up in our conversations every now and then, but, sometimes, meeting her felt like an act of fate. I mean, it may just be the typical guy-meets-girl scenario strung together with a series of coincidences, and it's possible that I'm exaggerating a completely normal thing. Maybe that's just how these things work. But, man, things sure felt different around her. Sometimes, it felt like nothing ever worked. Sometimes, it felt like I was never ready. Or, sometimes, it felt like we'd just click, like two jigsaw puzzle pieces. It felt like the only way things would work was when I had no choice but to be myself, riding the moment every single time. It was fucking awesome, but, damn, was it also pretty fucking scary.
The strip touches upon a lot of truths. Yeah, I could've gotten coffee somewhere else, and yeah, I could've totally hit on another barista. But I didn't. Instead, I met her, and things have never been quite the same ever since.
It's only after the fact when you realize these things though, right? When all is said and done, when everyone's moved on. We'd probably still be together hanging out if I had dealt with my insecurities before having met her. But, man, I would never have figured out any of those shortcomings without having met her. It's so stupid how that works, isn't it?
To quote a line from Chasing Amy, one of my favorite movies of all time and a partial inspiration for the comic: "...I am forever changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me."
And here's what he wrote about it:
I used to bring it up in our conversations every now and then, but, sometimes, meeting her felt like an act of fate. I mean, it may just be the typical guy-meets-girl scenario strung together with a series of coincidences, and it's possible that I'm exaggerating a completely normal thing. Maybe that's just how these things work. But, man, things sure felt different around her. Sometimes, it felt like nothing ever worked. Sometimes, it felt like I was never ready. Or, sometimes, it felt like we'd just click, like two jigsaw puzzle pieces. It felt like the only way things would work was when I had no choice but to be myself, riding the moment every single time. It was fucking awesome, but, damn, was it also pretty fucking scary.
The strip touches upon a lot of truths. Yeah, I could've gotten coffee somewhere else, and yeah, I could've totally hit on another barista. But I didn't. Instead, I met her, and things have never been quite the same ever since.
It's only after the fact when you realize these things though, right? When all is said and done, when everyone's moved on. We'd probably still be together hanging out if I had dealt with my insecurities before having met her. But, man, I would never have figured out any of those shortcomings without having met her. It's so stupid how that works, isn't it?
To quote a line from Chasing Amy, one of my favorite movies of all time and a partial inspiration for the comic: "...I am forever changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me."