![]() ![]() Having finished it, I’m actually kind of glad I waited its brand of mid-life melancholy probably only gets more resonant the older you get. I bought a copy of it on Amazon a few years ago, having heard of its reputation as a life-changing book, but I didn’t actually get around to reading it until just now. Originally serialized in the Chicago-based indie newspaper Newcity starting in 1995 and later compiled into book form in 2000, it’s Ware’s meditation on loneliness, fatherhood, and the passage of time aka, a perfect book to scare me in my late-mid 20s. ![]() Maybe I’ve been ruminating on these things because I just read Chris Ware’s Jimmy Corrigan, the Smartest Kid on Earth, a bummer epic of a graphic novel. Each year I get closer and closer to the age that my parents were when they had their first kid, and I think about how young and unprepared I feel at this moment in my life, and I wonder if they felt the same thing at the time. It seems silly to feel like so much has changed, but adulthood continues to creep in, in spite of my best efforts. ![]() I just had a birthday (it’s okay that you didn’t wish me a happy one…I guess), and I’ve finally hit the point of no return: I’m closer to 30 than 20. ![]()
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