Like a cyclist I have to keep pedalling, to keep moving, in order not to fall down

I visited the Million Year Picnic earlier tonight; I had just been discussing Avatar: The Last Airbender (2005–2008) and, being reminded of how much I loved that show, thought I would finally check out some of the comics. Sadly, I cannot afford to buy any of the complete arcs right now, especially not the nice hardcover editions. So I went to browse Raven Used Books to console myself and seem to have ended up with a biography of Wittgenstein.

This is my life.