What a new year means to me? Nothing. Just another day in the books. I understand that we need a reset of the calendar and it’s nice to know how many times we been around the sun. A sun spiraling in the vast void of emptiness a bajillion mile an hour. A prolific ride with no end in sight...
… oh, but this is about new year!
A time that a lot of people use as an excuse to make and break speculations on their own person. The wishes we have upon ourselves are nice. But only the few and the determined get to their own finish line.
"Take control of the narrative one panel at a time "
You can’t know what love is if you don’t truly love yourself. So, check yourself and love yourself just a little. You got the whole year to work on one thing. And its not you. Then there and only after then can you go out and help others.
Comicentric still trying to answer:
Do comics make you an eccentric or do eccentric people read comics?