demons on vacation

A chronic overthinker’s vacation is anything but relaxing. I don’t know about you, but my Demons come with me on vacation–which means I don’t get a minute of peace. Does this happen to you?   This is a single-panel comic.

It happens every time I go on vacation. After six days of internal wrangling (“No Worrier, it’s not time to check email again.” “No, Driver we don’t need to go to the gym today.”) everything starts to settle down. Unfortunately that usually means that it’s time to go home. I used to have a boss, Bill…