jane-3

Bruce, you probably don't remember me, but when I met you at the Austin Comic Con you asked me, if I just picked a random Convention. I said yes and lied straight to your face. I was embarassed to admit, that I've travelled 9 thousand kilometres from Austria to Texas just to get my stupid DVD signed by you. When going back home on sunday I spent 15 hours of flight being angry with myself for not telling you. A couple of months ago, when I suddenly made the decision to travel to the US, I was actually joking with my coworkers about doing so and then I asked myself "why not?", and so I booked a flight. Back then, when I was planning my trip, I sometimes caught myself thinking about how meeting you would be like. I imagined having a smooth and nice conversation with you and everything sounded quite smart and funny in my head, but when I was actually waiting in line to finally get that autograph, I realized how batshit crazy I must sound, when telling you the truth and already wanted to turn around and leave. Instead I stood there paralyzed, not knowing what to do. When it was my turn, I suddenly got quite nervous, I got worried about my English skills and everything went so fast, so I impulsively decided to lie and kinda just responded with "yes" to all of your questions. After one minute the whole thing was over and I immediately asked myself: "So I just travelled to another continent for this? And now this person doesn't even know? And when the moment came I seriously wanted to run away and 'get this over with'?" I'm surprised that my forehead wasn't bruised from all that facepalming afterwards.

Now I regret my decision and would like to travel back in time in order to desperately change the situation to be it more like how I've imagined it to be. Because now see it as it is: I didn't just travel for the autograph, I had an amazing time travelling on my own for the first time, meeting all those cool people in Austin, listening to great blues music in live clubs and that's just what I do and who I am. When something sounds fun, I just go for it and do it. Even if that means 30 hours of flight in 5 days just for an autograph. I had troubles adhering to that when standing in front of you, but now I do and I wish I would've just adhered to who I am in that situation. I don't know if that would've changed the whole moment, if I would've gotten that smooth conversation I was imagining, but man... I wish that I had at least tried harder to make the best out of it and didn't ruin it for me by lying and being all nervous.

Now I'm patiently waiting for the Vienna Comic Con being able to afford you as a guest in a couple of years where I might get my second chance and until then, I just wanted to let you know what I've been trying to hide out of embarassment: Yes, I'm one of those people who get on a plane and fly across the planet for an autograph. I don't even know why I'm telling you all of this and what I'm trying to accomplish, it just somehow makes me feel better to get this out of my head.

Have a nice day.

Edit: Have you ever met other international fans? There, now there's a question.

how did you feel about some italians who have changed sides after noticing that they're in deep water?

my boyfriend asked this question, he studies history and is very interested in ww2.

greetings from austria, we have much respect for you answering these questions. i bet it isn't easy remembering these moments of your life!

Thanks buddy!

Edit: Thank you for responding.