I am not writing here because I am writing other things. I am writing elsewhere. In fact, I am very nearly all written out.
Synthesis is happening. Weaving very many multidisciplinary lessons, an attempt to make a usable web.
An inordinate amount of compute. Yes. My large head finally put to good use.
As usual I am reading. More than ever listening. Already told you I was thinking. Most importantly, also doing.
It’s a good tired. Wrings me washing machine spinned level dry. All written out.
I have nothing to add.
Januaryyyyyy
