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— Portable Bull

This isn’t a Luddite manifesto. I like the toys. I like knowing things instantly, finding obscure songs, texting a friend a dumb joke at 2 AM. But I also miss the old heaviness — the non-portable kind. The weight of a book in a bag. The weight of waiting. The weight of a conversation that doesn’t get interrupted by a buzz. portablebull.blogspot.com

And yet, we move. That’s the strange part. The bull — the big, heavy, stubborn thing — is supposed to stay in the field. But ours is portable. We drag it to coffee shops, into bed at midnight, onto hiking trails where the only sound should be wind and bad breathing. — Portable Bull This isn’t a Luddite manifesto