Yeah, the title says it all, folks.

Well, not really, obviously. Long story short, my boyfriend and I were driving home and some guy blew through a red light and hit us. We're both physically fine, but I'm pretty shook up by the whole thing. If my BF had waited just one more second to hit the breaks the guy would've broadsided us right on the passenger side where I was sitting. It's been weighing on my mind these past few days, as you can imagine. 

So, while I'm going through my little existential crisis updates to my PATREON might be a tad sporadic, but I'll continue to work hard to get some more pages out. I'd wanted to have page 2 of Stanley Crowe done and posted on Monday, but this really put a damper on my productivity. 

I appreciate you being patient with me, I'll be back to my old self in no time.

Cheers, friends.

~ J. F. Fright