A diary is a nice thing to have. 
And that’s what this blog is, a diary. It’s a diary written in public, and left in public. Mainly I think about it being somewhere that Roby can find it later, though, truth be told, I have my doubts about wether or not “Cargo Collective” can make it into the distant internet future. But that’s why I have an archive on my computer...one I haven’t updated in a few months. 
Added to the list. 

It’s almost the new year. 
Almost the third year of this blog.
Almost time for another resolution. 
I have two things I want to do this year: write icons, and write a novel.

Neuromancer is about 80,000 words.
That’s 219 words a day.
Easy. I do that for breakfast. 
This post is 136 words...137...138. etc.
I’m tempted to switch my daily practice from writing this blog to writing those 219 words, but that seems silly as this blog takes such little mental energy for me to do, and my mom reads it. I know more than just my mom read sit, but if it were just her and an imagined futue Roby, that’d be enough, I think.

Anyways, we're getting closer to those 219 words, maybe I ought to make the blog that many.
No, that's silly.