It never really ends, does it? The act of taking responsibility, of deciding to be anything but numb, means that one accepts a process that must be continually renewed, not just when the whim strikes, but *every damn day*.
Learning new things. Undertaking new disciplines. Turning intention into attention, and not flagging.
Every day I feel it takes more than I have, and every day I find something else. And if I'm honest, it's only that which keeps me alive.
A bunch of technomancers in the fediverse. Keep it fairly clean please. This arcology is for all who wash up upon it's digital shore.