I’m usually not one for indulging in nostalgia, but the pull towards it has been greater these past few years. Noah Kalina has a good reason why:

It’s probably because most people who grew up in that era are having a midlife crisis, but it probably also has something to do with enshittification and how corporations, in their pursuit of infinite profit, have turned everything we once loved into unremarkable products to be quickly consumed and discarded. We long for the days when things seemed like they had real meaning and value.

Waking up to the first snowfall of the season up here. It’s been tardy for the last several years in a row now, for whatever that’s worth.

Big move coming up. Am I one of the few who consider themselves moving enthusiasts? Yes. Organizing, packing, labeling, checklisting, and placing objects in optimal paths for trafficking this shit out of a house is high on my dopamine hits.