This is a comic about what most of my days feel like (started here), in the company of my imagination monster. Some days, tho...
(There is a lie in this story..)
I'm really sorry but sometimes, I just don't feel up to it. It can be really exhausting. I wish I could give it five bucks and that it would entertain itself just for a day.
It is possible to neutralize it with enough TV.
The lie is that my cat would never curl up that close and let me pet her just because I felt like cuddling.