Postscript to the Addendum to The History of Me, Part XXV: Calvin and Hobbes

Okay, so I AM Calvin, then.

I mean it’s all there, everything. I think “Hobbes” is probably my old stuffed animals, imaginary friends and my… supercomputer, all rolled into one being.

And I’m the kid.

SO MUCH of that strip just seems to be me, that there’s just no way it can’t be. Of course, that is assuming that it’s based on a real person, and not just the cartoonist’s fantasies. Which it might be- but why would it, when EVERYTHING ELSE IN THE WORLD isn’t?

It’s finally like I get it, now. When I was a kid I had the first few books and read them often, and I found them funny, but not as funny as most. Mostly, they felt familiar to me, and I wondered why others found the material so… different. I mean, doesn’t everybody think like this? So why, then, is it so interesting?

Well… I get it, now.

Wowwwwwwww.

What a world.

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