collection as intimacy - by jaron - the way home
If you run into me on any given day, there will be a triptych spread of devices in my possession: laptop, phone, e-reader. A pretty standard selection of items. I'd like to think I'm a relatively organized person, but that's because I translate my personal disarray into a disheveled and torn interior mess that you cannot see, containing it within the rapidly-dwindling storage capacity of these abused metal machines.
If you run into me on any given day, there will be a triptych spread of devices in my possession: laptop, phone, e-reader. A pretty standard selection of items. I'd like to think I'm a relatively organized person, but that's because I translate my personal disarray into a disheveled and torn interior mess that you cannot see, containing it within the rapidly-dwindling storage capacity of these abused metal machines. Prying open the hatch, it's a lurid sight — I possess a scattered menagerie of thousands upon thousands of Apple notes, hundreds of Obsidian Markdown files, an innumerable count…
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