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"Stretched too thin" was my headspace. I was about to leave for Emerald City Comic Con, and I sat next to an empty airplane seat. In my misery I pretended to enjoy the extra room. Octopus Pie was a huge hit at the show that year, but I was somewhere else, wondering how to get back to something that was gone. What followed were weeks of obsession, circular thinking and indulging every impulse.
Haha I won't luxuriate too much more in these memories, but I do think this is relevant to where the comic went. I had to rewire things because I was rewiring myself. That's how it went.