Creator
HereBe
Do we really change or do we just realise who we always were?
I've had a version of this comic in my mind for years now. It even made it to paper once or twice. And that was before even the latest self-realisation at the end.
This memory has been fixed in my head. It just seems to hang around forever.
Kids can be so insistent. And I blushed with embarrassment so easily.
