i killed three starters back when i commuted. you have to feed the thing on a schedule and i was never home at the right times. it’d go sad and grey and id throw it out and feel like a failure at a hobby i hadnt even really started.
since going remote my starter is two years old now. i feed it between meetings. it has a name. the house smells like bread on fridays. it is, against all odds, thriving, and somehow that little jar of flour and water on my counter has become the thing id be most quietly devastated to lose if RTO comes for me.
it’s not about bread. it’s about being present enough in my own home for a slow living thing to survive. what’s your version, the small slow thing remote work let you finally keep alive?
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