I'm back, bay-bie~ Oh, you have no idea how good it feels to have returned to full capacity. Thursday of last week, the 5th, was the last day of the antibiotic ointment for my eye, hallelujah, but even before that I was experiencing a growing itch to bury myself in my projects, which I couldn't yet scratch. Staring at a screen for long periods of time with my good eye closed was painful, but I already had a plan, a plan that I had concocted Tuesday evening and was eager to i

There's something about using antibacterial eye ointment four times a day from waking to sleeping that takes a lot out of a person. The good news is that my eye is almost back to normal and would appear to be so if you looked at it in isolation. Compared to my right eye, it still has the slightest tinge of pink, but even that will probably fade in the next day or two. Funnily enough, on Sunday, I actually had the opportunity to lean into an echo of my pre-2026 routine. After

Most of my blog posts revolve around behind-the-scenes glimpses of projects I'm working on. That, or they re-frame "bad weeks" into signals: signals that the body needs rest, signals that more progress is being made than originally anticipated, signals that are worth paying attention to. This week? This week I'm letting the frustration breathe. Not for pity, not to whine, but because frustration is a very real emotion and sometimes it needs the stage. So. I'm giving it the st