So this is the part where I say that this strip needs explaining. I wish I could do that. I wish that we lived in a reality in which I knew how to explain what you see here. But we don’t. Anything I pose here as an explanation would be a complete fabrication.

I don’t want to do that to you.

The truth is I have no idea what’s happening here, and I wrote this strip. I suppose that we will both have to decide for ourselves what to do after this point in time. Press on wayfarer, in this cold and blighted existence.