Closed the twitter account I had for 18 years.

Early posts were things like “need more coffee.” Such simple innocent moments, looking back.

Funny how networked life potentiates both foreverness and ephemerality. The trivial and banal become permanent, but the personal connections and traces of meaning disappear in a click.

we gotta keep this energy on fc, somehow we gotta find a way

investor, photographer, nomad, exploring onchain & exploring the 🌎 /positivesum

Yeah, gotta keep it amateur and rough around the edges.

Professionalization makes things boring.