This was one of my favorite pages to work on so far. Originally it had an internal monologue from Goldgills, but I couldn’t get across what I wanted to without it seeming corny to me, and I decided to try and leave it a little more vague and communicate things without words. What he’s feeling is probably a little too primal for all that anyway. If you’ve ever gone through a funk and then had a day out in nature, or even just a day where you got to do whatever you want and felt truly free, I think you get it.