I admit I had an idea here, but I just couldn’t get it out. This happens sometimes with this strip, and sometimes for the sake of having something out there I just do it anyways even though the execution of the idea needs work. But even though I couldn’t really express myself all that well this is how I felt a lot — a burning need to keep busy so I wouldn’t have time to think about everything. But this catches up because it’s difficult to keep constantly busy and burn out becomes imminent. Also those sleepless nights tend to be a problem because it’s that time when I’m alone with my thoughts and my thoughts have become my enemy.

… actually, I’m expressing myself better here in the commentary than the actual work. Oh well, maybe I can put it in a comic sometime down the road.

You can read the comic on the depression comix site here.