Late at night, waiting for my cough to calm down enough to let me go to bed, I found myself reading old clerkmanifesto columns. Some of these posts were sequential from around 2021. Some columns skipped around the late teens and were based off of a random label I had chosen, like "management" or "river" or "publishing".
And then, with my head full of stars, I turned off my computer and went to bed.
I lay there waiting for my mind to calm down, but it wasn't happening very easily. So I thought:
I wish that I could see clerkmanifesto like the world sees it, so that for just that moment I could understand what it is they don't see in it.
Only then, finally, could I sleep.