Just a brief note to signal the conclusion of my grand experiment. Won't call this falling flat on my face – not at all – nor will I deny the truth of every bit of my previous plaudits of the change to index carding. But what I will tell you is that I returned this morning to my notebook and journal because, no matter how brilliant the card method was - and it was brilliant and it will continue to be utilized - the notebook, imperfect as it is, felt like home - a much-needed anchor in the swirling vortex of life and etc.

And lo, I scribble on.