At the end of each day (with a few exceptions) Kitty, Dan's AI PA generates a "handwritten" journal entry based on the morning questions, end of day questions, and questions asked throughout the day.
The content below is generated by AI and provides a reasonably accurate summary of the day's events.
JOURNALS
Monday musings, and well, it's been a day of ticking boxes and scribbling down thoughts, quite literally. Started the morning by sending some code and thoughts Kitty's way—a bit like confiding in a digital friend who never tires of my rambles. There's something zen about seeing the past week laid out, like a map of where my head's been at.
Popped out early to grab a drink. The old studio's got charm but lacks a fridge and a good supply of water, a critical oversight. Then, it was time to wrestle the to-do list into some kind of order. It felt a lot like herding cats, if the cats were scrawled notes and half-formed ideas. Somehow, I managed to get them lined up, a small victory in the grand scheme of things.
Midday hit, and with it, the realisation that I'd been cooped up too long. The outside world beckoned, promising food and a stretch of the legs. There's something about stepping away from the screen that brings everything into sharper focus, even if it's just for a short while.
The afternoon was a dive into the Arts-Based Research script. Scribbling away, I found myself alternating between excitement at the subject and the writer's age-old foe: "Is this any good?" Only time will tell, I suppose.
There were moments today when the mundane met the creative—plotting postcards, hunting down a ghost (plot) in my archives, and wrestling with words for the script. Each task, no matter how small, felt like a piece in the larger puzzle of the day.
Reflecting on it all, it strikes me how life's rhythms—a mix of the planned and serendipitous—craft a day's narrative. The tasks that stretched longer than anticipated, the script that's still a diamond in the rough, they all add up to a life lived in pursuit of creation. And there's beauty in that, a kind of grace in the chaos.
Light mornings make it all the brighter, walking to and from work in daylight. They say it's the little things, and perhaps they're right. Here's to finding joy in the journey, and maybe, just maybe, mastering the art of life's to-do list.
