If I’m honest, I feel like I’ve found a cheatcode to my anxiety around ending Dork Toes. I actually laughed out loud when I thought of the title. It just seemed like such a great summarization of all the damn complicated feelings I have. It’s an ending, but it sure isn’t the last part of anything. It might not even be the last ending.
I found it really hard to formulate. I’ve started various rambles and artworks and found myself lost halfway through, because I kept fishing for that conclusion that also terrified me. Dork Toes has pretty much since the beginning been interwoven with various analyses and personal insights, and my need for a satisfying resolution to a story was completely at odds with my need to recognise how this can’t be closed off. This stuggle is still alive and kicking, but hey. This is only part 1.
That’s about as clear as I can make that.
Things aren’t over. But they will move forward. Thank you all for reading. So very, very much.
See you soon.