My newsletter took over the space reserved as my writing outlet, pushing out my weeknotes. I’m taking back that space, after ten weeks of disarray and a realization that what I thought was an established habit needs watchful protection.

Since the last weeknote, I’ve moved apartments, started a new company (kind of), joined another (kind of) and started on a training program for coaching. I’ve had a couple of projects start and a couple wind down. I’ve also had an uptick in non-digital social interaction, with France loosening up on Covid measures. Things are moving.

The friction of the physical world that must be dealt with to get myself to a certain location at a certain time in a certain state of mind and physical presentation is immense. I’m quite at home in semi-hermit mode, turning up for long and buzzing hours of online exchange and turning off with a simple click of the “hang up” button. I thrive in hyper-active asynchronous mode, being able to catch or pass the ball at any moment that feels most alive.

Reflecting on the past few weeks, I see that the increased hubbub of the external world has brought about a re-appreciation of the solitude and comfort of home. I’m reading a wider variety of books, and dreaming of escaping the busy city.