Triage.

If you’re reading this, it means that the biotechnology startup that I co-founded 5 years ago has filed for bankruptcy. The team is gone, the science has been stopped, and I am unemployed.

This comes at the end of a VC-funded runway that propelled my team and I through a scientific arc that took us to the limit of human knowledge and allowed us to push that edge a little bit further. It was an honor to be a part of it, it is a tragedy that it has ended, and it is a story that deserves a proper telling, but that’s not what this is.

This is an exercise of triage to

Assessment

I’m feeling something like shock. I’m oscillating between stunned immobility, indignant rage over the specific details of my circumstances, sublime revelation at the freedom of detachment, and breathless panic at

Inventory

Plan