I like blank index cards and old typewriting. I can imagine an elaborate filing system involving stamps, annotations in colored ink, and cryptic cross references. I'd love an excuse to get a set of wooden card catalog drawers. What stops me? (Besides money and space? And the patience of my family?) I'm not sure what I would be cataloguing yet.  I need to spend more time with this daydream, and see whether it's just the aesthetics of the catalog that I find appealing, or whether an actual project is mixed up in this thinking. 



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