“Despite our many advancements to do more with less, how do we spend our time saved? We bake bread. Build furniture. Play vinyl. Shoot on film. We choose to do some things the hard way because living is feeling the friction of the world around us.”

What’s left, then, is “something I am” along with the increasingly important object that is also increasingly unusable by anyone but me, and therefore more a part of me than ever. No wonder it’s so hard to put it down.