I'd planned on something else for this newsletter, but my disabilities have been eeeeextra disabling lately, so I'm going to switch gears and talk about Bad Bunny at the Super Bowl Halftime show and what it meant to me.

Forgive me if this feels disjointed? I can’t tell 😅 I’ve been feeling like someone opened my head, tapped on my brain with a baseball bat, and ran away yelling, "Have fun with that!!" (Not a new or novel experience, unfortunately.)