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Fog sat on the street until almost noon. Took one photo the whole day and it's the only thing I made that I'd keep.

Fog over a quiet street, seen from a window.
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Rain all afternoon. Didn't leave the desk once and don't regret a minute of it.

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Spent the morning rereading things I wrote three years ago. The strange part isn't that they're bad, most of them are fine, it's that I can't remember being the person who thought them worth writing down. Somewhere between then and now the thing I was anxious about quietly stopped mattering, and nothing arrived to replace it. I think that's what progress actually feels like from the inside: not arrival, just the slow disappearance of an old worry.

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A good bookshop is a search engine that occasionally argues with you.

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Two hours debugging. The bug was a comma.

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Started keeping a list of questions I can't answer yet. It's the only document I've ever kept that gets more interesting the longer it gets. Everything else I write shrinks.

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Someone asked what this site is for. Nothing, really. It's a place to put sentences that don't need to go anywhere else, which turns out to be most of them.

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Walked the long way home because the short way had nothing worth looking at. Small tax, worth paying.

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Bought a notebook I don't need. The paper is the wrong weight for the pen I own, which I knew before paying.

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There is a specific quality of quiet that only happens after 1am, once even the building has stopped adjusting itself. I do my best thinking in it and my worst decisions.

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Third loaf this month, first one I'd serve to someone else. The recipe is the one everybody uses, so the variable was never the recipe.

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Every plan I make for the summer assumes a version of me with more energy than the one writing it down.

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Threw out the draft and kept one sentence. Good trade.

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Cold snap out of nowhere. The window fogs from the inside now, which makes the street look like a memory of itself.

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Nobody warns you that the hard part of a quiet month is explaining it afterwards.

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Long train, no signal, one book. The best afternoon I've had in weeks and I did nothing to earn it.

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Rewrote the footer of this site for the fourth time. Nobody has ever mentioned the footer.