Occasionally I desire to have my skull popped open, my brain removed, and all its grody nooks and crannies pressure washed clean — and never moreso than at the tail end of a superlatively hot July spent in the thrall of a cartoonish parade of medium-shitty boring life shit plus a baby cutting two top teeth. Unfortunately, my insurance recently changed and skull-popping is now out of network! I’ve started and abandoned about six different drafts for this month’s newsletter, but trying to write under present conditions feels about like it feels to walk around outside right now, like being sous-vided in the devil’s asscrack. It’s bleak even in my trusty Notes app note where I keep a list of all the things I’ve enjoyed recently so as to make lighter, brighter work of these occasional phoned-in issues — or at least as bleak as a list can be when it’s
Highly Meltable
Highly Meltable
Highly Meltable
Occasionally I desire to have my skull popped open, my brain removed, and all its grody nooks and crannies pressure washed clean — and never moreso than at the tail end of a superlatively hot July spent in the thrall of a cartoonish parade of medium-shitty boring life shit plus a baby cutting two top teeth. Unfortunately, my insurance recently changed and skull-popping is now out of network! I’ve started and abandoned about six different drafts for this month’s newsletter, but trying to write under present conditions feels about like it feels to walk around outside right now, like being sous-vided in the devil’s asscrack. It’s bleak even in my trusty Notes app note where I keep a list of all the things I’ve enjoyed recently so as to make lighter, brighter work of these occasional phoned-in issues — or at least as bleak as a list can be when it’s