I woke up at 5 a.m. July 20, ready to start a new day by making comics, jogging and eating breakfast—three of my favorite things. The day was going to be extra cool, because a friend and I were going to see The Dark Knight Rises in the early afternoon. Everything was looking pretty good, and then …

I was unable to shake this sucking feeling from the pit of my stomach, and I couldn’t focus on anything else. So I did the only thing I really know how to do to cope with feelings: I wrote the comic (above).