Before this gets out of hand
I nearly called this a journal. It sounded like I had a system. I don’t.
This is where I’ll put the thoughts that follow me around: blindness, music, training, technology, other people, and the occasional problem that turns out to be me.
Some entries will be funny. Some won’t. I may change my mind halfway through one. That’s allowed. The point of writing something down is to find out what I think, not pretend I knew all along.
If any of it sounds certain, give me a week.