a deserted cartoon that i wrote

By the way. I can't remember if I have talked about this before.

I don't like when bad things happen to good people. But I like it even less when those people ask "Why did this happen to me?" when really it just happens to affect them. If a friend or family member dies, it isn't about you. The Question isn't "How could you do this to me, God?" it's "Did they really deserve that?" or "How can I cope with this?"

People are naturally selfish in that way. I'm not saying I've never thought things like that. But I just wanted to say this all.

I don't think it's fair to make someone else's tragedy all about yourself. I understand. I'm not angry at people who do that. I just wish they understood.

Then again, who says I understand? I could be totally wrong.

--Scottie: you know you did it.