On falling in love, staying in love, staving off melancholy, whiffing on Bitcoin and turning twenty-eight.

Some people say I write the prettiest newsletter on the web — you should tell me if they’re full of shit.

I woke up early this morning next to my girl. She coaxed me into staying in bed with her a little bit longer than usual — until about 9:30 a.m. — because I had turned…