For me, that compass is my love for wildlife. Living in my cozy little cave, surrounded by greenery, lakes, and the occasional snake (yep, you read that right), I often find myself pondering the parallels between nature and the digital world. Watching the local farmers meticulously tend to their crops reminds me of Mark Bernstein’s essays on “Hypertext Gardens.” Just as farmers nurture their land, I nurture this digital garden as my sanctuary for learning, reflection, and oversharing (in a healthy way, I promise). After trying countless productivity tools, from Evernote to Tana, I always come back to Obsidian, drawn to its offline-first, markdown format, customizable nature, and overall Obsidian philosophy speak for itself. It perfectly captures the tangled web of my thoughts, just like the roots of a thriving garden. This digital space is where I spill the tea on my thoughts, projects, and curated collection of resources.