By Edo Segal
The room I cannot account for is the one I built without noticing.
Thirty years of building technology. Thousands of hours debugging code that fought back. Entire systems I carried in my head — not because I chose to, but because there was no alternative. The architecture of a product lived inside me or it lived nowhere. I could feel when a system was wrong the way you feel when a familiar room has been rearranged in the dark. Something off in the proportions. A weight where there should be space.
I never thought of that feeling as a building. I thought of it as experience. Skill. The thing you accumulate by doing hard work for a long time.
Then I read Frances Yates, and
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