New notebooks, like new shoes, take some getting used to. The fondest hope for this new notebook to fade into the background as an item, to simply become a ubiquitous tool that let's my mind walk, whether a stroll to the store or bushwhacking up a mountain-side. Cease to be a thing. It only has the power I give it. I'm packing up and getting nimble. Packing up my stuff, my identity, my entire life. It's been in process for 3 years now and will likely take another year or two. It's been hard...

I've played with technology for a long time. It began with a Commodore Vic20. I remember the internet before the "world-wide web" was born. It was only later in life that I made a living in technology. It scarred me. It's likely true of any passion that becomes a chore. But this is something more. I've the network stack scale (verb; sic) ominously - built for data collection, attention economics and algorithimic exploitation. It was my business for a while to think up ways to integrate these t...