I haven’t even written a handful of words yet, but I already feel like, without some significant divergence from the norm, this year’s customary reflection will ring contrived.

It’s 12:21 PM EST, NYC time. I’m sitting in an empty Manhattan apartment in an emptier Manhattan. The city is quiet — far quieter than the internet flowing around and through it may suggest.

LinkedIn and Medium, the only cables I’ve left plugged into the failed social network that powered much of the last year’s chaos, are strewn with articles aplenty and gratuitous displays of gratitude and pithy platitudes and affluent influencer…

Frank Caron

Helping software companies craft, connect, and communicate. In love with adding value, #product, #storytelling, #tech, #APIs. Reformed gamer. Writer at large.

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