Hello, dears. It’s been a minute since I last checked in. How are you? What’s new? If I owe you a reply from last month’s newsletter and/or the one before that, please know I am obsessing over it on a semi-regular basis and will maybe, hopefully, one day send a response. Still love you though. It’s not you, it’s me. Seriously. 

I’ve been really overwhelmed lately. Like, anything less than the bare minimum will shoot my nervous system to the moon in a t-shirt cannon. Does that make sense? 

I haven’t felt like writing about anything pertaining to my work or systems stuff, so instead, here are some chaotic personal updates for your consumption: 

First week of June, I was attacked by mosquitos. I spent an entire week drunk on Benadryl, icing my 15+ bites, and trying not to amputate my own limbs to stop the unbearable itching. I will spare you the photos but know it was very bad and very disgusting:

My two-week stay in New York has unexpectedly become three weeks. I was here for the Knicks win and have been navigating the subway without Maps, so I consider myself a local who doesn’t pay taxes. There’s a palpable positivity in the air here right now; dare I say, hope?