for April 18, St. Louis (new environs of my friend Samia). Because I am going to go visit her and see The Roots, my favorite hip hop band that I have been trying—and failing—to see for years. (And who also are going to be playing in Philly the weekend I’m there in June, so I will get to see them twice, and in their hometown of Philly, which is also my hometown.
So even though I can’t breathe, like, at all, and even though my allergies are apparently going to be bothering me for another month and, off and on, until my 90s, I am happy.