Unemployment sucks, tho I am not without income, mostly due to very awesome people who commission me. Go the shop working, but can you believe not a single purchase yet? At least the comic has been updated on schedule. Yay.
Meanwhile I have this weird fret in the back of my mind and every thyme I think about it, I start having a mini-panic attack (Mmmm...Thyme). I don't know what's happening or why. The only thing that makes it go away is either making a Knytt Stories level or drawing the comic. Creativity is my anti-worry device. Why is it so hard to make a living doing this?
I'm convinced I can make said living, but lack the knowledge. Wonder what strange secret lies behind the modern artist's eyes.