Wednesday, December 23, 2020
Queuing and everything. This is some unconscious mind Freudian stuff. I miss going to conventions so much I have a vivid dream of me going to a con.
The last convention I went to was the Black Comic Book Convention back in January.
I had no idea that it would be the only convention I would attend this year.
I have purchased tickets to two conventions next year, but I am doubtful that they will happen.
I miss the feeling of being around people that enjoy the same things as I do. I miss bonding with random strangers because we have the same interests, taking photos of cosplayers, paying for overpriced food and drinks, and spending massive amounts of money in artists alley.
Let’s hope conventions come back next year.