I am in my room, under my duvet. With me, in my left hand, is my phone opened up to the script I am trying to record. My right hand is clenched around a microphone. From the microphone, a cord draws away and runs out from under the duvet to where my laptop sits on my bed.
I was so happy when I got a notification from Substack. Your newsletters gives me joy. I love the flow. I love the intentionality and authenticity in every paragraph. It feels like a budding experiment that progresses with each experience that moves you to pick up your device and type. Like a scientist documenting his research.
It’s wonderful to see. I look forward to future newsletters.❤️
I was so happy when I got a notification from Substack. Your newsletters gives me joy. I love the flow. I love the intentionality and authenticity in every paragraph. It feels like a budding experiment that progresses with each experience that moves you to pick up your device and type. Like a scientist documenting his research.
It’s wonderful to see. I look forward to future newsletters.❤️
Missed you Mo!!
Love this essay, as usual... I find it so relatable(aren’t those the best)