We weren't ready for the internet

 Busy couple of weeks, work-wise. Wrote a 6k sales page (as a test!) for a prospect (supps brand). A grind to write, but fun. Will lead to regular work if they like it enough. Work that could be a burn-out grind—and not even well paid up front—but it would be fun short-term, and the prospect of a new client, rapid experience, discipline development (they want weekly pages shipping), and REVENUE SHARE has me thinking it would be good for the short/medium term. We’ll see how it goes soon enough.

Found some good, nuanced political philosophy sources that are proving an effective antidote to the main media outlets and their sensationalist war/geopolitics coverage… all fighting for clicks with silly, oversimplified, extreme takes. Best ignored.

I’ve been making a conscious effort to STAY OFF MY PHONE this week. Amazing how much better it feels. My head feels clearer, and I feel more in control of myself. The phone habit has a subtle, insidious, degrading effect on the self that I don’t think most people are aware of. Better to stick to books, walks, and being present.

I feel nostalgic for the pre-internet era. And sad that my generation will be the last to experience it. The internet is great, but boy were we not ready for it as a species. I suspect that much of the chaos in the world right now is due to a shift in consciousness that can be traced to the emergence of the internet and its influence on society. The future will be increasingly chaotic because of this alone, before factoring in things like climate change and AI. We’re in for a wild ride.

(Despite, or perhaps because of this global unease, I have an overwhelming desire to reread my favourite dystopian novels, since they’re all intact on the bookshelves.)

Beautiful day here today. Sunny, no wind. Gave the grass its first cut of the year after taking Ansel swimming. He helped, and Zen watched. I glanced over at one point to see both boys sat with their mum on the garden bench. Never had there been a more pleasing sight. It felt so wholesome, and I felt so grateful for our beautiful family. Charlotte out for dinner with her choir this evening. I’m in bed reading by 9pm, with a bright full moon in the sky.

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