Casually strolling to the Mistake Factory in the morning sun.
The man eats code for breakfast. And then talks shite for the rest of the day.
He has been building and maintaining a tool called Focal for years.
Each time I see him I ask him if he is still doing sweet focal.
He has gone through such great (focal) lengths to be at one with his work that he has become one.
But not me.
I don’t know Focal.