And yet I keep trying to taste it all in one bite. Why? A popular definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results. I need a North Star. I need to believe there is one for me. I wonder if I will ever run out of new tags for my entries. Funny, I’m not rich, but my mind is per-occupied with sans and frivolity like tags anyhow. A conspiracy against myself, perhaps. What have I got against finding my north star?