Honestly guys, it’s been a strange time. Most people I know myself included have run face first into a wall of exhaustion mid summer. In March it felt like Berlin was starting to open up whatever that means in a post-Covid world🥴 Simultaneously the war in Ukraine began and my friends and I kicked into high gear, managing to open and operate a donation center and solidarity shop completely run on volunteer labor , sending literal tons of goods into Ukraine and providing a place for those who landed in Berlin to get what they need. We have now been operational for 6 months. How? No clue. I had at least 3 mini burnouts before the big whopper body slammed me to the ground in July. I spent a month in nature, considered long term hospitalization, and stared at the wall for weeks. The whole thing was heavy af. It’s a strange thing to be so capable sometimes, and then a high jacked amygdala mess at other times. I never really know which one I’m gonna get. I didn’t end up going the hospital route, at least not this time. I’m safe and I’m looked after, working on a project that gives me great hope, where I get to hire my friends, and create material that matters to me. My friends are absolute legends and quite literally keep me alive. Things are good for now. I’m still trying to figure out how to interact with Instagram in a way that feels genuine and honest. I’m still dancing. I’m still generally winging it. All this to say, Hang in there friends. We’ll make it somehow.