I usually use a little micro-hard disk in my MP3 player, and while I love the amount of music it lets me keep at any one time, one of the frustrating things is that it has a tendency to skip if I jiggle it a little too much. Right before I flew out to Seattle, though, SLC filled a CompactFlash card with music for me — a card without any moving parts, and I’ve been listening to it since. Yesterday, though, I realized that I sort of miss the little micro-hard disk — it forced me to slow down a bit, not rush around as much, pay attention to everything around me. And in thinking about that more, I realize now how important that concept’s been in almost everything in my life lately, and how much happier I am right now because of that seemingly little change.