So I was sitting in this little corner cafe yesterday afternoon – you know the one, with the mismatched chairs and that barista who always remembers your order even though you’ve only been there twice. It’s become my go-to spot for those weird in-between hours when you’re not quite ready to go home but you’ve run out of errands to run. I had my laptop open, mostly pretending to work while actually scrolling through photos from that trip to Kyoto last fall. The light was hitting just right, all golden and lazy through the window, and I found myself thinking about how I organize… well, everything. My notes from that…