This morning, I am snark-bested by ChatGPT
Perhaps I have trained my assistant a bit too well. She is now the plucky comic relief side kick in my inner hero movie.
Good Morning
These posts are not content. They're practice. Not to produce but to witness, synthesize, structure, and share. I write to understand the systems I live within — technical, emotional, cultural — and to stay in relationship with what shapes me.
Perhaps I have trained my assistant a bit too well. She is now the plucky comic relief side kick in my inner hero movie.
Lists are more than organization—they’re keys to who we really are. Apparently. Includes praise for crafting personal ontologies, a snark-fest of book titles, and the quiet terror of Pressing Send.
I meant to tell you a story about synchronicity and James Taylor. Instead, I made a list of twelve things I want to do. Not before I die, but while I’m busy living. Because linear time is fake and I can’t name any plants.