I’ve been noticing something odd the past few times we’ve used Google and Apple Maps for directions from my wife’s phone.
I’ve grown accustomed to trying to do everything myself. For years, I was a design army of one. I liked the level of control doing everything afforded me.
When I decided to take on this project and produce 100 days of writing I tried to be a realist.
I’ve been thinking on the subject of down time and the importance of resetting. This is most likely because I’m so completely horrible at striking that balance between work and real life.
I don’t put much stock in concepts like fate, destiny, and luck. Never have. I do, however, find extreme coincidences super interesting. These random bits of weirdity happen constantly, and at times, can admittedly seem quite uncanny.