Good morning. Fed the ghosts milk and honey and attention. Going to feed them with a long tread in the water. Then writing. Then time with a dear friend.

Just nuked my old feedly account, and did a fresh install. uploaded the OPML for my preferred feeds. Nerdy bullshit that you do when you are reevaluating your computing practices.

Just found out how to turn off all images and video off the web browser that I use one the writing computer, so I’m now truly living in text. It’s 1999, and she’s reading geocity sites.

Spending part of the day writing a new moon memo, and part of the day thinking beside a river.

This is a thought experiment: what if my grandfather had died, and I had found her as we cleared the fruit room? What would that mean now?

Work is starting to creep in around the edges. I spent yesterday getting food stuff ready for lunches and easy breakfast. I spent Sunday setting up a little notebook for daily notes. Bag set up. Clothes purchased and repaired. Best ways to get there. Anxiety about the first day creeps around my sleep. 2 weeks to go.

minimal viable laptop apps-the minimum I need to survive any given day.

browser (minimal, blocking ads, blocking all social media) mail/calendar (often in browser) rss reader, for creative procrastination sync service-dropbox or equivalent writing/notes/serendipity-obsidian or other text editor that I can make notes/write in. Plaintext for plain writing. poetry formatting-libreoffice or equivalent vpn-for privacy Comms (signal, messages, etc), but NOT always on. Be willing to be out of contact.

And that’s it. What else do you need?

Live in text.