Quality, not quantity, dear readers.
Not all things in the world are small or younger than us, dear Watson. Not all things.
Much sad. Very cry.
Because I love you, my people, I have spent hours ruminating on how to bring more joy into your lives. On my phone, I have a small lens, ripped from the bowels of a hapless pet store laser pointer (may it rest in peace). With this lens, I am able to take pictures of exceedingly…