March 17, 2026
Wonder and Vigilance
We’d just wrapped up jazz lessons, grabbed pizza, and wandered into a game shop. One of those afternoons where the conversation flows easy and everywhere. My kid and I were just talking, the way you do when you’re full of pizza and browsing shelves with no agenda.
Later, in the car on the way home with the Pixies playing, the conversation shifted. Not dramatically. Not confrontationally. Just honestly. My kid told me that in some ways, they’re frustrated that I’m so involved with AI.
