Lost::MikeGTN²

There is something oddly transformative about setting up a new laptop. The clean slate, the fresh install without the cruft of add-ins and mods which accrete over time, the determinedly first-day-of-term approach to keeping your textbooks clean and graffiti-free. It doesn't last long, so it was important to seize the moment.

I don't believe in magic. That said, there is a strain of mysticism which seems to synchronise with the practice of walking. The ancient lines which are inscribed in the land, though buried beneath asphalt and brick, are present for reasons we'll likely never entirely know.