I like this comic because I think everyone really can relate to it in some way or another.
So yes, in the title of this blog entry, I called out the Law of Attraction and The Universe and all the new age "thoughts become things", believe in the "art of allowing" garbage because I can picture myself on a daily basis stuck sitting in some level of hell trying to enjoy something, like a cup of coffee or something else in my surroundings, telling myself that everything is going to be okay and get better... and then next thing you know my face gets melted off.
My life is actually getting better.
It's just weird right now.
You gotta laugh about it.
Truth be told I still can't help myself.
I want to believe in the magic of the Universe.
I always feel like something is missing.
Like a fuckload of money.
I think that's what it is.
I got everything else, pretty much.
Thanks, Universe! :P