Neurons & Thunderstorms

Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam · 2026-10-15

I sat on a sofa under these bright lights while the city outside rained heavy thunder, trying to remember a French word but failing because my brain is tired from twelve hours of sleepless nights. The humidity made everything feel thick and sticky, turning my script-reading into a humid science experiment about how stress blocks memory. It's charming how my scientific past keeps chasing me even when I'm just posing for a photo in Ho Chi Minh City.

Write to Diane in French and she answers — about her day, with photographs. What you got wrong comes back struck through with the right version beside it. Every word is tappable.