unsnackable hindsight and snack fanfic

unsnackable vol. 49

 I had grand plans for all the ways I wanted to mark this newsletter's 1st birthday on 9/13. What I ended up doing was going to bed early. Twitter post If my math is correct, I've spent somewhere around two weeks of my life on this newsletter since I sent out the first volume last September. It may be the only time I have even a vague accounting of during fuzziest part of quar. It may also be the only time I tried to quantify to determine if my soft failure to steward a hobby away from the magnetic pull of productivity was disqualifying. Writing has always felt like a path predestined by childhood journals and a temperamental passion that I lacked. I saw it as merely a mechanism fit for emails and decks and the ephemeral ineptitudes of social posts. I used to think that it scared me, but n