wondering, as I read new, and renew old reads — how it is that everything changes, yet seems that so much remains the same. new pavement that goes the same places. new game boards with the same old pieces. as though we recycle scripts, not always the best ones.
limited time only
cities grow in the direction of the young. limit your young and your city stops growing. the desire to bound them is based upon perceptions of failure; mostly your failures. you didn’t become young soon enough, instead you became old.
too bad we don’t get young sooner, earlier, so we could be young longer; maybe long enough to grow beyond being such young idiots.
mac yosemite
hey look, time travel has arrived. Yosemite takes you back 30 years to those fast paced, heady days of UIs yore. nostalgia for those first days of icon do it….
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