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Musings
Everything that isn't work: names, food, walking, traffic, and notes to my future self.
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The arithmetic of proving it The part everyone leaves out of the story: what it costs, in money, to keep proving yourself to someone, and why the humiliation is never the amount. -
Do not disturb is not about you A ringing phone is a synchronous interrupt with no agenda and no end time. Why mine has been silent for years, why caring about you makes it worse rather than better, and what that has cost. -
Nobody tells you that growing up is mostly rewriting the future We build futures in our heads without noticing, and then life edits them. On losing a future that had already started to feel like a memory. -
Almost 25, and apparently I should know what I am doing On the peculiar expectations of the mid-twenties, and the discovery that confidence and clarity are not the same thing. -
The people who make our ambition possible We tell stories about solitary ambition. Almost nobody builds anything alone, and the ones holding you up rarely appear in the telling. -
Why some endings do not need a villain Anger gives an ending a clean explanation. Incompatibility does not. On the harder kind of goodbye, the one with nobody to blame. -
Why markdown files over a CMS Fourth in the Why this over that series: this blog is a folder of text files in git, and that is a feature list, not an absence of one. -
The correct way to eat suya Suya is not a meal, it is an event with meat in it. Eight rules, held with more conviction than any technical opinion I have. -
Traffic is a personality test Nobody is themselves in a go-slow. Everybody is themselves in a go-slow. A field guide to the people you become when the road stops moving. -
On having a name people can't say Six syllables, one inhale of hesitation, and a lifetime of small negotiations. What I have learned from watching people meet my name. -
In praise of the aimless walk A walk with a destination is transport. A walk without one is something else entirely, and the first ten minutes are the toll you pay for it. -
My notes app graveyard A tour of every system I built to remember things, and why I remember none of them. -
Hello, world. Again. Every blog starts with a post like this. Mine is no different, except it is shorter.