There's always a little story or essay or missive in the email that the author sends out each week when he updates the comic. This is this week's:
Sometimes it feels good to fall off your skateboard. It hurts like a fucker, and your body aches and you can't stop smiling. Sometimes it feels good to go out and skate and climb and run until you're exhausted, miles away from home. You didn't plan on ending up somehwre so far. You just did what your body wanted. It's like that scene in Gattaca, where the two brothers are swimming out into the ocean. The perfect brother realizes that he's getting tired, that he won't be able to make it back if he goes any father, and the other brother says "I've never saved anything for the trip back."
That's very much how I feel right now. On a lot of different levels.
Happy Friday all!
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