
A little kitchen dancing to soothe my soul.
These are the quick, daily comics I am doing to capture life as it happens.

This is a common tactic of mine, but it took me a while to realize I was doing it with what is probably the most tragic event of my life so far.
This came to me while I was listening to something someone else was saying in group therapy. An epiphany I didn’t share with the group because it was from my personal pain, not our shared experiences.