I called myself The Thinker.
I want my second brain to be inspiring and useful to the others. I do not want a gallery of finished trophies, but a Digital Garden of evolving truths. I value the “seedling” thought as much as the “evergreen” guide. I embrace Wabi-Sabi, recognizing that nothing is ever truly permanent or perfect.
I believe in longevity of thought – the idea that a note written today should still serve as a pillar of wisom a decade from now. I spend my time exploring the sparks: that initial flash of curiosity that ignites a new project or inquiry. I am most at home at the synthesis of the complex – the intersection where disparate ideas from development, philosophy, and architecture meet to reveal a universal truth.
This space is my Plot. It is a record of my cognitive growth, built with the intention of being useful to both my future self and the curious traveler. Believe it or not, this is as closed to the sweet spot for my Ikigai.
While I like to call myself The Thinker, but for those who really know me, they called me …ahem… The over-Thinker.