Thank you. I hate being aware of my own mortality (plus I can’t stand watching apocalyptic stuff of any sort).

I do have a good family, and a cat that latches herself onto me like a flashbulb on an old camera. I have a good job, good friends and respect for my artwork and storytelling. And a good support system that has kept me on the straight and narrow since I bottomed out back in 2009.

And it agonizes me to know that our doom is sealed… that everyone I love and care for… myself being secondary… will be suddenly annihilated because of a tin-pot dictator intent on destroying us all. And this horrid fate feels like it’s now 100% inescapable.

I just… I just don’t know. I’m sorry. Thank you again for being there.