And I'm reading
Y the Last Man, for the first time in a long time, and I'm seeing its place in comic history as well as my personal history. Realizing that cultural artifacts and entertainment based nostalgia trips exist as these dots on our personal timelines, that loom huge and then slowly sink back into the background as we continue to be swept forward into a blurry future, our treasured artistic attachments become our blurry past, we get used to saying "X is my favorite book" at parties, even when it's been a decade since we read it and if we were hard pressed to talk about it with someone who was in the middle of it at the moment we'd probably stammer out the oldest response we can remember on the subject and try to change the topic. I don't know if that's "we" meaning "me" or "we" meaning "we", but I think we get the point.
