Perhaps I’m just holding myself to what I feel is an observed standard; if so many people aspire to do something with their lives, but end up watching Lost instead, is that my destiny? My own experience should probably be trusted more than this. In a ‘shoulders of giants’ sort of way, and congruent with Matt Ridley’s When Ideas Have Sex Ted talk, it seems that as long as you want to keep doing so, you keep doing more. But more is quality, not quantity. The idea of specialization is peculiar to a DIY kid like me, whose career happens to have grown extremely specialized, especially in comparison to your average assembly line technicians and baristas.

And so Sunday begins. Not a day off, but a day of doing different things.