I conceived of this cartoon as I was biking through the beautiful countryside where I live. I passed some milkweed, the plant of choice for monarch caterpillars to form their delicate chrysalises, and thought about what prom night must be like for the ill-timed date going through metamorphosis. We humans don’t change as dramatically, but we do change. Minute by minute, day by day, and decade by decade, we are never the same person we were before.
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