Not that i have anything really bothering me, other than it all. But being in a new town, getting to know Seattle for all its very good and all its kinda surprisingly bad, well, i should be writing about it.
Though this has lately been a cartoon blog, i still feel like it's the right medium for my Seattle musings.
Comics and musings are obviously related; the only way to look at life is comically. Especially in Seattle.
This place is a bit bonkers. And real. Like not joking around. Not like Playa del Rey seemed to be.
No. Far too serious here. The part of it I've gotten to know, anyhow. Which I just don't get. Like the kids in high school who always felt wronged and needed to pursue justice and dress weird because it was their right to.
I'm all for justice, but can't humor still be righteous?
I'm new here. And springtime does seem to be loosening everything up. Spectacularly so, even.
Still, there was an armed robbery in broad daylight on my corner today, from what I read online. And I still feel like going for a walk on that corner at dusk, because the glory of dusk is powerful enough to dissipate the stench of crime and need and gentrification and discord.
Or so it is for me. Or so it is today.