Three years. That's a long way and it's been quite an interesting experience. Fantastic, and with quite a few lessons learned. In fact, the short life of my little comic is a quite accurate miniature depiction of my own life: several moments of greatness and tons of love involved, people who think I'm worth the while and my own little corner of the universe. On the other hand, there's some wasted potential, many mistakes in judgement and a feeling of inadequacy.
The comic has not given me tons of money, but it has given me some; it doesn't have a hundred thousand daily readers but it does have ten thousand three times a week. It's not the greatest comic in the world, but it's the best comic I can make.
And I'm quite glad with it all. That's not to say I'm satisfied, but I'm glad. I mean, I have a body of work! I've created the comic strip I dreamed of my whole life, in a different language than my own no less, where I can express myself and my views and that some people like. Will it be big, will it take the world by storm, will it make me rich? I don't know, but as long as it makes mehappy, I'll be here.
So, happy birthday to me.
Now go to bed,