This place is secret. Almost no people, and absolutely no family or friends know about it. I initially did this because I thought getting intimate thoughts and my writing in general out there was far too risky.

Recently, and for no reason in particular, I have been thinking about death. Quite the big word to throw around, I know, but it does deserve some thinking and writing every now and then.

The future is infinite. Contemplating it gives me a sense of smallness and humility seldom replicated by anything else. The many ways my life could be, the million paths I could follow, the possibilities, as numerous as the stars.

For someone as lazy as I consider myself being, I do enjoy quite a lot working on stuff, especially if it poses a challenge.

A blinking cursor Too many ideas to write Wrote none instead