Illustrator, how I love thee. I’ve missed you so much over the years.

I must apologize for being tempted by your more popular sister, Photoshop. Alas, I even dared to peek into your step-sister Firework’s pantry, even knowing full well that I would never love her.

I remember the days we spent making ads together, back in our younger newspaper days. Fondly, I recall the level of control you allowed over my designs, making my borders, swashes, and backgrounds a thing of beauty.

But, I left you when things got good. Because everyone was more familiar with Photoshop, and because all of the tutorials use her rasteriffic philosophies, I turned a blind eye to your best qualities.

With you, I can make a perfect box, line, border, or shape and always know that modification is only a matter of grabbing a control point. None of the messiness involved in masks or other such nonsense .

But now, after trying out her wares, I return to you, downtrodden and sorry. You make my life complete, and your artwork scales well.

May I never neglect you again.