a break in my body.

summer break feels.

You know how they say, “If you don’t take a break, your body will breakdown for you” ? Or something like that. “If you don’t pick a day to rest, your body will pick for you.” Something along those lines. Whatever it is, I need a break…

Evan found me like this on my birthday weekend. I was supposed to be heading to the Carriage House to go get Allison. but the grass looked so comfy. also Allison had also fallen back asleep inside the Carriage House. it was a big weekend.

I came home from my niece’s graduation this weekend with a head-cold, a bloody nose, and an ear infection. I think my body is telling me to take a break from some things. And Substack has to be one of them, because—honestly—I put so much love and heart into this here news(love)letter… and I just don’t have it in me right now.

So give me a month or so. I need it. I need to get my feet underneath me and be present for my new job and the friends I’m leaving in Seattle and—most importantly—my family as we move out of the only home Marcelline has ever known and into a new home in Wyoming.

I will be posting more on Instagram. Usually I just “save” all the things I want to put up on The Messayist, but now I’ll just straight up share them to my Story. And also, I’ll share more of my messy/personal life to that platform, so follow along there/here:

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And thank you for your grace and patience—especially to my paid subscribers! Y’all the real MVPs.

Just assume that all my Jams of the Week would be off of Kaytranada’s new album that comes out Friday.

Thanks again for being here and being patient as I take a summer break. I love you so much. I love being here and typing these things up for this glowing screen space. But I can’t hear out of my left ear and my head is throbbing and my child is hungry, so it doesn’t feel right to keep typing.

xxo,
Rachel.