Are you sitting down?
This won't be easy…
I’ve been toying with sending this email for a few months now, and that’s not fair to you.
It’s time to be honest…
It’s been a magical few years.
Nothing has made me happier than accosting your inbox with the most whack nonsense imaginable.
From depressing personal essays to Ratatouille fanfic to airport crashouts, we’ve been through a lot.
Alas, my main piece (work) is becoming more demanding, and I’ve been exploring other interests.
I’ve been painting. Writing fiction. Cleaning!
So it’s time for us to take a break.
I know, I know, I know.
I’m sorry!
I want my Sunday mornings back!
I yearn to doddle around the house. To half-ass some chores. To be away from screens.
For every laugh and typo we’ve shared, my posture and eyes have suffered.
I simply cannot be shackled to Substack anymore! I need to reallocate these hours to doing Cat-Cow and lying on hard surfaces.
Of course, this isn’t goodbye forever.
I’ll see you at an unknown, undetermined time in the future.
Until then, we’ll always have the eel pit.
xoxo,
Your fav side piece
