Top of the day to my beloved ladies and gentlemen.
For those wondering if we went bankrupt and closed down the newsletter streak without a farewell message or a postcard from the Bahamas, wonder no more. I've been slacking on my newsletter streak.
I could blame it on my chronic back pain.
I could blame it on a heartfelt break-up with my Zorita Mamacita.
I could blame it on the rainy weather.
I could blame it on the politicians in Belgium.
But I won't. I'm no victim of my environment. I'm the architect.
I own that shit, my friend.
And today, I'm kicking off the newsletter wishing you the power to do so too. Without further ado, let's dig our way through. And that's another rhyme - mind you.
Three things that happened this month,
Two celebrations to do,
and one question for you.