Last week I shared santi.wtf — my personal site.

But there's another piece I've been quietly building that wasn't quite ready: a digital garden. If you've never heard the term, it’s a collection of notes that grow over time. Unlike a blog, where posts are polished and sorted by date, a garden is always evolving. Ideas connect to each other. Old thoughts get updated when new context arrives. Nothing is ever "done." The perfect medicine for my perfectionism.

A digital garden is less about publishing and more about thinking in public.

I'll be honest — that last part scares the shit out of me. Sharing half-formed thoughts feels vulnerable in a way that more polished essays don't. What if it's wrong? What if it's dumb? What if someone actually reads it and realizes I'm just as lost as them?

I think that's the point.

Most of what I write never sees the light of day. Notes sit in folders, forgotten, collecting dust. The garden is my attempt to change that — to create a little pressure to develop my thinking, and maybe find some people who are into the same weird shit I am.

So I'm dusting off old notes and planting new seeds. It's still early. The garden is sparse. But that's kind of the beauty of it — we're watching it grow.

If you want to poke around: take a stroll through the garden →

Heads up: the best experience is on desktop. Grab a coffee, click some links, get lost for a while.

Love,