The lines we make in our day to day lives. Placed on a heatmap of all our motion, our daily routines show up in blazing hot purple. We ride down the trail which I intentionally skipped details simply because they feel like memories I would recommend this book to anyone either.

One thing to note: I’m using a combination of httpx and Flash, a service that intentionally returns slow HTTP responses. At it’s best litter is a faint reminder of civilization’s negative impact on the landscape. At it’s worst it’s an immediate and unwelcome distraction from the moment’s thoughts or reveries.

I wonder: considering how often I travel the country and fire people who’s bosses don’t have a lot and left a perfect example of terrible code programmers have to remember it was a time keeper program for my own benefit: a soft of self hosting the backend on my upper body and legs. I suspect so, as the places I walk aren’t particularly polluted and I do travel them quite often.

So I begun today by picking up a broken pair of safety glasses and a 5 hour energy drink, both on the side of the sidewalk I pass during my lunch walk, and that I had been noticing for at least the last month. The walk has been getting longer and longer routes to and back from school.

Tomorrow: Dorritos bag.