A small post about things.

The Artemis II mission has been so exciting. I know it’s “just” a moon flyby, and we already did this 50 years ago, but it’s still really fucking cool! And we have SUCH better cameras now! Seriously, the shots of the moon from the capsule are just stunning and mind blowing and awe-inspiring! I’m in love with the moon. I would like to kiss the moon. You can see the photos at NASA Image and Video Library. They seem to get uploaded very shortly after being sent to Earth.

Can you imagine being on the other side of the moon for 45 minutes, all radio communication blocked by the moon itself. Completely silent. No way to alert anyone to anything. How hauntingly isolating that must feel. I can’t stop thinking about it. I feel like it’s the kind of thing that would forever change you as a person.

Olive’s dental work is coming up in a couple weeks and I desperately hope it calms him down once his pain is taken away. I’ve barely got any sleep for the past couple months. We’re also racing to get another upper respiratory infection cleared up before he goes under the anesthesia. His Feline Herpes Virus makes him super susceptible to URIs, especially when he’s stressed because cat herpes flairs up under stress just like human herpes.

My neurology appointment is still way at the end of August and I’m not doing okay just sitting this long with “your MRI is showing something that was not on your 2022 MRI” and nothing else. This is a kind of torture.

Otherwise I’ve just been plodding along trying not to lose my head under the weight of everything. It’s getting harder and harder, to be honest. We aren’t meant to live like this. I can feel the stress tearing myself and the people around me apart at the seams.