The founder box

Thinking inside boxes For the entirety of my life up until a year ago, I put myself in a box. A metaphorical box, categorized by my skills, interests and epistemic scope. This was entirely self-imposed, but I suppose clinging onto identity is only human. Let’s call this the “programmer box”. The term is somewhat lossy but it serves the purpose here. The content I consumed, the people I interacted with, the culture that I found myself steeped in. The programmer box is tight. It’s well-bounded...