(sorry the delay, i thought I had put friday and saturday’s strips up already)
As a kid, I often wished that words could make a thing true, especially when I felt reality was getting in the way of fun/sweets/whatever I was doing.
I always envision this stuff in my head. I think, well, in an arc going mostly straight up, there must be a point where you’re barely going up or down, and so you’d land perfectly softly.
In reality it hurts more though.