Feels weird to be on the way to the airport again. I used to do this every month or three. Then my mom died, and I think there’s been one plane trip in the year and a half since then. Wait, no, at least three I think. But many, many less.
Eventually I need to get my mojo back for working conventions. There’s been a couple but nowhere near what it was. Honestly I can’t say I miss it. But I need to grow my audience and my social circles if I want comics to keep being a thing that mostly pays the rent.