On August 1st I celebrated my 44th birthday. The following morning we packed up the car and drove seven hours to a lake in the Adirondacks.

I normally mark my birthday by sharing some bit of wisdom I’ve picked up along the way. This year I just wanted to leave.

This is a sheet of paper, not empty, but filled with space. Space that hasn't been optimized or generated. In a world filled with noise, and lights, and signals, this space is expansive and filled with quiet.