I am still kind of in shock a little that Henry and I were able to snag tickets for Seventeen in October (I mean, not great seats but we at least got them before it sold out / became resell-only seats). It took over a month for me to slowly start listening to kpop again and this group especially was tough since I projected the fandom onto Drew.

But Chooch was right – she would have wanted me to go see them! And I decided that when it’s time to book the memorial tattoo session, I want the Carat bong incorporated into it.

Anyway, Henry and I are sitting here watching Seventeen and NCT videos (we’re so exciting) and I really missed this but it is also still hard. Penelope just did a walk-by and I tried to get her to stick around and care but she was like “bitch I got better things to do” and sashayed away.

Maybe it will be like…immersion therapy. All I know is that I have not made it one day since July 1 without crying at least 3x and it is so exhausting and alarming.