“I think when I’m old I’m going to have gray hair. It’s already...

“I think when I’m old I’m going to have gray hair. It’s already turning gray, so I’ll definitely have gray hair. Maybe I’ll have bulked up at that point. My dad has skinny legs and arms, but he’s buff in the middle. So hopefully I’ll be that. I’ll probably just be sitting around. But not in a rocking chair or anything,  just on the ground. Maybe in a boat. I think it would be cool to have a boat. I used to always make fun of straight dudes who talked about fishing. But now I’m thinking: maybe I should fish. Really learn to survive off the land. Like gut the fish myself and gross out the kids. Not my kids necessarily, but maybe my siblings’ kids, I’ll be the best worst uncle ever. I’m also hoping that I’ll have drawn a lot of stuff by then. Maybe even published a few books. And hopefully there will be a nice handful of people who really like my stuff. They’ll think it was a nice contribution to the world. And they’ll care when I die. But mainly I’m just glad I get to be an old man. I could never imagine myself as an old woman. Like, I couldn’t. So the future was just– nothing. But now I’m here. So I feel like I can’t be too upset about anything, you know? Because when I looked at the future, there was nothing. And now there’s something. And that’s everything.”