my own lost media

every once in a blue moon, out of nowhere at all, i get hit with a baggage of memories out of thin air while doing something completely unrelated. my memory is fried to a crisp, so these mini "flashbacks" are welcome and wanted. i'm tired of looking back at my life and only being able to recall the same 14 things from the past millennium. most of the time, it's the shit that is either incredibly weird and specific or something dreadfully horrifying, but when you're starving, even the diseased cockroaches start to look appetizing.

this time, my brain decided to serve me with the former, and boy am i eating good tonight. as it turns out, i have actually written a comic before. i am still gathering the specifics of what it was, but the baseline is that it was called "pale blue dot" and the story was about a group of older teenagers who find out that they've all been targeted in some major scheme centered around human trafficking at a point in their lives and somehow meet by chance. small world, ain't it?

i still remember the logo i thought up for this story, albeit vaguely, but that's about it. through a process i like to call "cognitive carbon dating", i am assuming that this memory is from my early to mid teen years and probably never actually came to fruition. but wouldn't it be cool as shit if it did?