Hi Reader, May always feels like the most chaotic month of the year. I say that fully knowing I’ll probably say the same thing about September and December when they roll around. But truly—May has a way of overflowing. It’s already the fifth before I’ve been able to sit down, take a deep breath, and write to you. Between prom, crew regattas, lacrosse games, dance recitals, birthday parties, and the endless stream of end-of-year events, it feels like every square inch of the calendar is...