I've been so burnt out from chronic migraines that I haven't been able to keep up with my #hobonichi like I hoped. If I had I am certain that most entries would be the same, complaining if pain and ending most days early because it hurts too much to function.

I'm turning one into a #commonplace book, so I can transfer tidbits of information. I feel like there is going to be a time when there won't be an internet archive anymore and AI will slop all over the internet even worse than it is doing now. Perhaps this little archive of random bits of info is my connection with humanity, it's something that the bots can't index because it's offline and I can hold it in my hand.

I have a messy common place with a broken index that I can take with me on the go in my regular sized traveller's notebook at the moment however this hobonichi cousin is chonky and has many pages for archiving random info. I look forward to transfering that info into a book which is much less scruffy.

Part of me thinks about it being lost in a fire or water damaged but for now, it's a nice little project and what will be will be. Some concepts resonate with me so I capture them.

I don't know what to do with my other unwritten hobos, perhaps I will sell them or keep them for the nice paper. I guess we'll see later...