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Actually, nobody asked me how I write this blog.
But I thought I’d write about it anyway haha.
I’m used to writing in Markdown, so that’s what I use here too.
I usually write things down in my notes… read everywhere. Sometimes I collect little bits and pieces throughout the whole week. A sentence here, an idea there, something I noticed or remembered. And then sometimes I just sit on the porch and write the whole thing in two minutes.
So, the new Firefox design is coming.
I’ve been looking at it in Nightly and honestly, I’m not sure what to think about it yet.
The whole thing feels a bit too floating to me. Tabs, panels… everything seems to have more space around it and feels like it’s sitting in its own little bubble.
That’s just the design, though. I can probably get used to that.
What worries me more is where Firefox is going in general.
Some time ago, after getting completely fed up with my Apple Watch, I wanted to go in the opposite direction.
I was looking at the Garmin Instinct 2X. Something simpler. Something that wouldn’t need to be charged every day, updated all the time, or constantly remind me that it’s a tiny computer strapped to my wrist.
Then, as a sort of temporary step in between, I got a CASIO F-105W.
There is something a little strange about that date.
The album was released on September 11, 2001. I can’t imagine what it must have been like for the band to have their new album come out on a day that suddenly became connected with something completely different.
And somehow, when I listen to Satellite now, there is a certain feeling in the album that makes me connect it with that time hardly.
I’ve always owned dozens of CDs of my favourite music. Pennywise, Rise Against, Propagandhi, Goverment Issue, Anti-Flag, Ignite, Flogging Molly, CKY, Sick Of It All… quite a few of them have been sitting on my shelves for years.
I used to make my own mixes, burn CDs, put them in the car, take them with me. I physically owned the music I listened to. Probably just like everyone else not-long-ago.
Today is September 11, 2026.
Twenty-five years.
I still remember the tenth anniversary. I remember thinking how long ago it seemed, but at the same time how strangely fresh everything still felt.
The same happened twenty years after.
And now it’s twenty-five.
I don’t think it really matters whether it’s two years, twenty years or twenty-five. Some things just stay fresh.
I was thirteen years old on September 11, 2001.