So this Black Friday, skip the algorithmic “deals.” Instead, buy the zine from that artist you’ve been meaning to support. Grab a book from the shop with the creaky floorboards. Get the weird, wonderful thing you didn’t know you needed from the Etsy seller who hand-paints each one.

61 páginas, but... hay un pasaje atorado en mi cabeza desde hace semanas. SEMANAS. Abro el documento y escribo dos, tres líneas, y luego... nada. Nomás no aterriza.

Ay, te entiendo... yo a veces sueño que voy a llegar tarde para presentar un examen de la secundaria (!!!). O que se me olvidó hacer la tarea. 🥴

This morning I woke up abruptly after dreaming I hadn't delivered a project. It was so vivid I actually went to my computer to check that I had, in fact, delivered everything last night. It's not the first time this happens, and I'm sure it won't be the last. 😓

Esos videos me aterrorizan... pero no puedo dejar de verlos. 🫢