nerd Soma The words almost audibly leave my lips. It’s my immediate response whenever someone tells me that they have a spreadsheet or a graph or any significant amount of data on something. There’s a smirk though, with the smile extending all the way to the curious crinkle of my eyes. Because data is fun and data is beautiful when it’s mapped out. All these moments in time frozen and summed up as mere little blips. I think it’s what prayer must be like to a deity. And somehow the reduction of these words to mere pinpricks transposes them from the mundane to the celestial. I think that’s what magic is. We’re all connected. 231219 what's it to you? who go blather from