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Her life was good, but she was selfish just like the Taliban destroying the 6th Century Buddhas of Bamiyan, in AFG… if you don’t like something or somebody, then off with their heads, blow them up, destroy it for everyone else, etc… buncha dumbasses.
Moral of this story (and all the others preceding it)……..we all must go through life. We don’t know what it has in store for us. Only that we must go through it. We may not get what we want. We may not know what we want until we find it. We may not come through it at all. But we can also never go back and change what was. No matter how angry it makes us. No matter how much we regret it, the path once trod can never be trod again.
At the end of our journey, upon reaching that light at the end of tunnel…….we are who we are.
Ida No about 6 years ago
A more literal interpretation of “writer’s block.” Time to find another way to the other side.
Diat60 about 6 years ago
Does this mean we never get to find out what’s at the other end? Damn!
praesodynium about 6 years ago
It’s truly great to see these strips again. I’d quite forgotten the way this ended.
Army_Nurse about 6 years ago
Her life was good, but she was selfish just like the Taliban destroying the 6th Century Buddhas of Bamiyan, in AFG… if you don’t like something or somebody, then off with their heads, blow them up, destroy it for everyone else, etc… buncha dumbasses.
jonesbeltone about 6 years ago
To All, Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays! Thanks for participating!
garcalej about 6 years ago
Moral of this story (and all the others preceding it)……..we all must go through life. We don’t know what it has in store for us. Only that we must go through it. We may not get what we want. We may not know what we want until we find it. We may not come through it at all. But we can also never go back and change what was. No matter how angry it makes us. No matter how much we regret it, the path once trod can never be trod again.
At the end of our journey, upon reaching that light at the end of tunnel…….we are who we are.