Post by post, day by day, I’m documenting little bits of my story on this blog. This is in stark contrast to the roots of this site, where I discussed topics pertaining to the web and coffee. This feels like growth: posting what I want, without constraint on the medium.
My blog this last month tells the story of my renewed interest in obscure, archaic, and intriguing words. A reflection of my past experiences of loneliness. The embrace of whimsy in the written form.
The story that no matter how uninspired I feel, my best technical project ideas don’t come from sitting, thinking about what to build. They are created in response to an external influence: an experience, my reading, my interpretation of a technology.