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Aaaand we’re back!

It’s been a while but I’ve got some new experiences under my belt after some very different living arrangements over the last month or so. For those of you that don’t keep up, I was living temporarily in the Big Apple with Lizgigg, my first time ever being there for any significant amount of time. I learned a lot while I was there!

I mostly learned that NYC is not somewhere I’d like to live. While it was a good experience hanging out with Liz and getting to see something a little different, my delicate constitution wasn’t really cut out for it. Between incredibly annoying apartment neighbors (see comic #1), poor air quality (see comic #2), and the fact that every time I’d smile at someone on the street, they’d scowl at me, I can’t really see myself going back any time soon except for maybe a quick visit for a convention if I start feeling well enough to attend those again.

There’s a lot of cool stuff in the city, for sure, but there are also a ton of people and people are pretty rude and selfish, especially when you pack them into tiny apartments and stack them on top of each other.

It’s weird, I lived in Boston for a year and a half and I would wake up and ride my bike to school and think about how big it was and how many people there were. I felt a little small there, but it’s nothing compared to the feeling you get in NYC. The city goes on forever. Boston looks positively suburban by comparison. It’s amazing how much your perspective can shift in such a short time.

There was, however, one thing I really liked about New York: the diversity. Central Massachusetts, where I’m from, is predominantly white, especially in the suburbs, but in NYC I felt like I was in the minority some of the time. Tons of different languages, skin tones, clothing styles, and kinds of music surround you every day and that’s really awesome, even if I did find it hard to appreciate the blisteringly loud foreign music coming at me from the floor and ceiling almost every night…

Having lived in a few different states over the years I’ve learned something pretty important, you can’t expect the place you’re moving to conform to your expectations. I didn’t like NYC as a place to live but it was my own inability to fit the lifestyle that made it difficult. If you want to move somewhere new, you’d better hope that you can handle it because no place is going to (nor is it able to) change just so you can be comfortable. It’s as true for big city people moving to the country as it is for a small town boy living in one of the biggest cities there is. Despite the difficulties, it was still interesting and I’m glad to have experienced it.

Anyway, I’m done with New York now and I’m feeling a bit more like myself. It was hard to write comics when I was in a near constant state of anxiety and agitation and for that I apologize. I’m working on getting myself back on track (again, for the thousandth time) and trying to get a few little projects done outside of HT. The first thing on my list at the moment is writing and drawing a mini-comic, something I’ve been meaning to do as a gateway to drawing full graphic novels while I keep up on my work on this site.

It’s been a tough year so far, but I’m hoping things will start picking up.

I’m already starting to feel a little better after doing these comics, I’ve just gotta keep at it!

Thanks to all of you lovely people for your thoughts, your comments, and your concerns. I’m sorry if I worried some of you with such a long absence. Hopefully these comics will help make it up to you a bit.

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