Dear Gravity, What The Fuck Was That?

Sun, 31 May 2026 00:17:29 -0400

Dear Gravity,

I don’t know if you remember me. I sat in the back of the room in high school physics, third row from the window. I definitely fell asleep during angular momentum. I am not qualified to write this letter.

But I’ve been reading about you lately, Gravity. And I think you’re trying to tell us something.

Here’s what I learned this week, after many failed attempts to understand a single sentence of astrophysics.

Gravitational-Waves on Notes from the Rabbit Hole

Dear Gravity, What The Fuck Was That?