#slackman comics

[thebuzzkillcomic]

[blastbeatmercy]

[thebuzzkillcomic]

About a week ago a customer came into work looking for dishwasher racks. Nothing out of the ordinary about that. Somewhere in the middle of our discussion he mentioned that he had cancer and it hit me like a tonne of bricks. I actually had to go and sit down for a few minutes after he left just to collect myself. You see, it’s almost a year to the day that I posted this comic. At the time I had no idea what kind of cancer I had, what the prognosis was... none of that. I was really wrestling with the idea that my time here may be limited (Yeah I know, in the existential sense we’re all specks of dust and all that). I remember my biggest fear was not seeing my daughters grow up.

Those few short words from one customer triggered all of these emotions, so I decided to start reposting this journal from last year. I’ll most likely share a few thoughts and reflections along the way, maybe even a few new pages as well.

I should probably mention that I’m better now, in remission, and other than regular check ups and blood tests pretty much back to a normal life.

Peace

[blastbeatmercy]

[blastbeatmercy]

I’m kinda tired and sore this weekend so I’m just gonna leave this converge clip here!