This was inspired by an ask on Tumblr which recent science has shown to be a real thing. For a long time I had wondered myself why my own memory was so poor compared to other people — just thinking about things like what I had for dinner yesterday or what day I went to Disneyland takes some real concentration. Apparently a lot of people feel similarly and hence, a couple of depression comix were born (this and #154).
Art wise, the freckled woman is off model and I couldn’t figure out how. I didn’t have any previous comics with me when I was drawing to compare, so I kind of fucked up with that. The depressed character I’ve drawn so many times there are no problems with her. You know, I really should sit down and make some models for these characters so I can draw them consistently.