So May was quite a sobering month, literally. I kinda mis-counted the amount of rooftop parties and events I wouldn’t be drinking at. But while that isn’t really all that bad, the month ended on a downer: my grandfather died.

I’ll be writing a quick post about my grandfather soon, so I’ll spare those details here, but his passing has spurred this month’s resolution.

Last week I checked out the Pencil to Pixel exhibit by Monotype. It was located in a penthouse suite in Tribeca, and more than once I found myself gawking at the view.

The exhibit arranged a sequential history of modern typography dating back to the early 20th century. My group’s tour was guided by the knowledgeable Simon Esterson, an art director for Eye Magazine.

It’s currently 1am, I have to be up by 8am to go to Long Island (family), and I’m writing instead of sleeping. I’m not entirely sure why, but I felt the need to brain dump.

Maybe it’s because I’ve been feeling overwhelmed, juggling my life between work, a new project, a basketball league, some semblance of a social life, two D&D campaigns, a girlfriend, finding a replacement roommate, wanting to keep up my musical hobbies, planning for Germany, planning for Mexico, planning to be considered ‘late-twenties’, juggling more photography and more blog posts, having posts half-written, having ideas in lists upon lists, with no action, or more specifically no time for action, trying to keep up with family, and with friends I don’t see enough, and, of course, keep up with myself and my own time to think.

Or maybe it’s because it’s fucking hot in here.

– ML