This, if I recall correctly, is an idea I had in 2008 when I was on a bus in southern Brazil. I’d been travelling by bus a lot, looking out of the window, thinking, letting my mind wander. It’s unsurprising, then, that I should’ve had this idea at that time. I seem to remember it being an idea that came almost fully formed when I woke from one of the bus naps, where you slowly nod off, but wake up a couple of minutes later. In 2009, I tried drawing pixel version of this story, but it wasn’t working, so I left it in a folder. It would likely have stayed there had I not noticed it the other day when I was looking for the Beagle Channel drawing I’d started. Something about doing old ideas feels like cheating, but, of course, it’s not. It’s the good thing about having a backlog of ideas: when there’s nothing in the head now, you can get to clearing out the attic. Anyway, here’s a short eight-panel story, Cloud Story.