Pangaea Girls

I asked myself a question.

If I only had one year left to live, how would I spend it?

The answer came back fast: I would write more, and I would love more, wisely.

So I’m doing it. Pangaea is the doing.

Candy Claws made a song called Pangaea Girls (Magic Feeling). I didn’t pick the name because of the song; I found the song after. The world hands you these gifts when you start moving.

This is post № 001. The plan is 1,000.

A post can be anything: a song that gripped me, a paragraph I keep rereading, a tool I’m using, a photograph, a thought I haven’t finished. Music, philosophy, business: three loves on one map. The format is loose. The cadence is daily.

Whole Earth Catalog energy. Sive.rs brevity. Picasso’s tempo: something each day, no waiting on the muse. Media-leverage compounds; one year of daily posts is one thousand chances for an idea of mine to find a person it belongs to.

If you’re reading this: you’re early. Hello.

Onward.