Driftless – Since the last comic I wrote, I’ve lost my job. Ironic since my last note lamented the hatred I had for my job. Now I have no job, yet I continue to have no meaning in life. I did not gain any purpose in my unemployment, though neither did I lose purpose by becoming unemployed. Life is purposeless and mine has long felt that way, for at least many, many years and before that I wasn’t wise enough to know it was meaningless. But without purpose and meaning, no matter how fake or fabricated of one that I may one day create for myself, do I then forever remain without direction. I doubt it is even possible to have direction in this existence, trying to swim against the chaos of the motion of matter and the irreversible, unstoppable passage of time. I suspect all direction is an illusion, though I can imagine to have one is a comfort. And further!… even if I had direction, I would still have no hope. – Zachary