I left behind my friends, my family, and, most importantly, my comic books. Living in a new country on the opposite side of the planet from what I’m used to is very strange in many ways, but the one thing I’ve had a particularly hard time adjusting to is not having a comic shop nearby, where I can spend more money than I should every Wednesday afternoon.
Luckily, as Dr. Ian Malcolm so eloquently put it in the first Jurassic Park movie, “Life… finds a way.”
So now, nearly three months since I left America, and over five months since I stopped reading comics (I had to prepare myself), I’ve finally found a way to get caught up, and it is amazing. It hasn’t been that long, in the scheme of things, but I feel I’ve missed out on so much. (more…)