I try, I really do try, to make sure that every word written here is solely mine. Well, unless I'm quoting someone who is way beyond wiser than myself. But then, I make sure to give credit.
It's not often that a comic strip can be considered beyond wiser than myself. Beyond wiser than people in general, actually. Especially since the very premise of a comic strip is to make you laugh, not think and reflect.
There's always an exception, though, isn't there? For me, its Zits. Maybe it's where my life is right now; maybe it's where my kids are in my life right now; or maybe it's specifically where the Teenager is in my life right now. Whatever the reason, this one comic strip just....speaks to me. Constantly. Daily. With every frame illustrated. And more often than not, I end up weepy. *sigh* Happened again this morning.
Graduation? Is kicking my butt emotionally.