On Thursday night at MFF, I gathered near the fireplace at the hotel bar with friends to swap sketchbooks.  marcothecat broke out the water pens for this touching treatise on the importance of the journey. It's sort of ironic: In my past, I always enjoyed the journey more than the destination. Since I've begun meeting you fine folk at cons and meetups here and there, I've finally begun to enjoy the destination. These friendships are no illusion.

Thank you, Billy.