The Dice — 046

I was about to write “what a weird time” and then scrambled trying to recall a time when it was not. An altogether fruitless exercise and certainly not the Stoic thing to do. Earlier this year Data Storey and I decided that waiting for the world to return to "normal" as a means to reduce the risk of making change is pointless. So, later this year we're moving south, back into the part of the world that doesn't live under the oppression of the polar jet stream. I've now spent twenty six years of my life living above 45° latitude. There will not be a twenty seventh.It's time to make moves. I'm done waiting on systems I can't control to align more comfortably with my values before I get on with life. That feels more and more like sitting on my hands inside a burning house. Everything is not fine — it's never going to be fine, it never was — and waiting until it is is bullshit.While the world does all of the things that are hard to process with ever increasing velocity thanks to…