One of the things that’s surprised me about being a parent is that my son often feels like a miniature version of myself. I can see where some of it comes from, presupposing that it’s the way I act that influences the way he acts, but it’s the bits outside that make me wonder if a big part of his personality wasn’t just in there from day one.
Or at least, not renewing the domain.
It’s still months away but getting hard to justify spending money on here.
First draft of an exercise-type piece of writing. It’s a one-off done in a lunchbreak, not very long, but a shot at reinforcing a practice that’s been missing of late.