I was feeling pretty low this morning; I have ways and means of coping with these lows. Often I go on a walk somewhere with my ipod on. I did this, and my feet took me into town. To Waterestones. To buy comic books.
These are the first three comic books I have brought in many, many years.
I feel really happy now, like almost to stupid proportions. I am back on track to being myself. Selling my old comics was one of my biggest regrets; but something I had to do to get where I am now so in that respects it’s all good.
So to get my complete and utter Marvel nerd going on again, just.. makes me feel so warm and fuzzy inside all over again.