The Machine Says I Wrote This. You Still Have To Decide If It's Any Good.
I got 100% human. I still want the thing gone.
Daniel R. Cox
Essays about truth, agency, and showing up in every room. Even the empty ones. Don't let the smile fool you. I'm a grumpy optimist.
The essays 11
I'm Sick Of The Online Performance. I'm Also The One Performing.
I can't prove I'm real. I can only hope my voice cuts through.
The Man Who Set My Number Doesn't Exist Anymore. I Keep Failing Him Anyway.
I'm fatter than when I started. The work is working anyway.
Six Months Of Working My Ass Off And I Couldn't See The Progress
I had the proof in my hands
I Chose Poorly. I Chose Better. I Choose Freedom. I Choose Truth. Like, Nobody's Watching
What you choose unseen is who you are.
I Got My Defining Question Wrong In The Search For My People
How tussling with my assumptions quieted the noise in my head. And gave me a better question.
She Asked To Read My Writing...
Some People Don't Get A Vote
The Egg Doesn't Care How Fast You Want To Go
The egg has terms. Larry read them.
It's In The Doing...Sort Of
On ordering chaos, one clunky note at a time
The 220,000 to 1 Perspective
Why Montaigne Didn't Have A Unique Idea
Here I Are
On failure, perspective, and the strange value of still being here
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