To post across various platforms and showcase data driven creative reporting, I’ve enlisted some help, some resources and lot’s of caffeine.
I start much in the same way as I always do, though I haven’t done so in several months. My fingers initial caress of the keyboard is not a pleasant one. My knuckles are cold and feel heavy, weighted by neglect. My thoughts rampant and meandering.
I open the Hemingway Editor app and Spotify. The goal is to let Machines of Babylon serenade and sync my mind to the task at hand. Tonight will begin with lengthy installs, backups and archives. But there will also be a new collection, a series of posts continuing the ‘work’.