Nope, I didn’t go away. During my leave, I stayed put—on the couch, at the desk, in a game. What follows is a record of that period: the hours sunk into song, the films, the sleep debt, the walks with Ted.

This dataset covers late April to mid-May; measured in steps, songs, watch history, weather, and a lack of work. It’s not a travelogue. Just a quiet stretch of time, inexplicably logged and presented as an excuse to create. The site kinda sucks on mobile, soz.