Skype conversation with an old girlfriend. We still keep in touch, no biggie. I told her I was writing and drawing my comic. I tend to work that way. Something about doing both at once just clicks. Anyway, she asked if I minded multitasking. I didn't, so the conversation began.
Normal platitudes. I don't really remember them, but I got the gist that she's doing well. That's good news. It wasn't that kind of breakup and I'm not a fan of wishing ill on people. The conversation went quiet as I got to work. I sort of "act" the parts as I'm making them...
If the character grimaces, I grimace. If the character speaks, I say the lines until I get them right. I get lost in it.
2 hours go by like that. Me acting and her sitting silently watching my purposeful sort of madness. She didn't give suggestions or laugh at my weird faces...
2 hours go by like that. Me acting and her sitting silently watching my purposeful sort of madness. She didn't give suggestions or laugh at my weird faces...
Then it was over. I think we both enjoyed it. This isn't a story about wanting to get back together or anything. That ship sailed many years and many exes ago. More like I miss having someone to be quiet together with if that makes sense.
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