Netigen

You’ll find me suspended in the pause between heartbeats and the beat of a worn drum.

I managed twenty-eight weeks of notes until the habit crumbled in early October.

There’s something exhilarating about taking a shower and stepping out into the city, a light breeze whipping through your damp hair.

Life, Work et al This week has been a stress-fueled blur, with the end-of-quarter rush engulfing my attention.

I got to a point where I considered just skipping the whole week, or maybe posting a bare-bones update about giving myself grace when I couldn’t muster the energy to sit here, to think through these notes.

The United States was founded on political violence and has been further forged by its flames throughout our history.

Must blogging be lonely?

Despite my best efforts, notification culture still permeates through every facet of my life.

The following was originally posted as the 105th edition of Manu’s “People and Blogs” series. 1) Let’s start from the basics: can you introduce yourself?

The routine and the ritual carried me through, but the week itself was a soft blur—not the kind marked by good times or fond memories, but of unexpected friction and disappointment.

Unhealthy relationship with caffeine.

A fuzzy horde of bumble flower beetles has taken up residence in our herb garden, to such an extent that Amanda has all but abandoned the area.

It’s strange to realize my father is turning 80 next month.

I encountered a post from Ning this week that offers a robust look at the organization system she uses to keep track of her life.

On the screen to my right, I just noticed what amounts to an advertisement for AI.