Contextual Dyslexia

Trying to organize things here is interesting. Not exactly a peice of cake, especially in consideration of making it user-friendly. I might organize things in a way that makes sense to me that will work like a can of worms for others. I guess I wouldn’t have gotten this far if I wasn’t already winging it. There has to be something to organize. What’s disconcertingly obvious is the problem isn’t that that there’s nothing to organize. There is: my mind.