Vic sat down on a rock beside Ulysses with a sigh. The camp had grown since last she saw him. Now there was a small campfire and a makeshift tent overlooking the expanses. The man she had come to see sat stoically but she could sense a weariness to him she hadn’t seen before. Was he letting his guard down, finally? Vic sat and fidgeted for a few minutes, her mind racing and her heart pounding. She couldn’t hide it even if she wanted to. No, Ulysses deserves to see her as she truly is.

Lately I’ve been wanting to move away from obsidian.md and usesomething 1) open source and 2) not using electron. I settled on asolution using org-roam on the desktop and logseq on my phone. This hasbeen my experience I’m documenting partially for myself but also forthe benefit of anyone who stumbles on this. ✨