Editor's note: Rob Cottingham is on holiday. Normally, each of his cartoons is accompanied by a brief but shattering essay of such beauty, of such importance, of such exquisite insight into the human condition, that it often causes readers to examine their lives from top to bottom.
Often, that examination turns up a gaping, empty void: some lifelong dream that they have suppressed, some part of themselves they have for too long denied, some yearning from the depths of their soul that has only now found a voice.
It would be the height of irresponsibility for anyone to trigger such a profound life crisis without being around to help guide the reader through it. For that reason, Rob's accompanying blog posts will return once he has as well, on August 14.
Until then, here's the doodle.