As Sasaki Kojiro waited upon the shore of Ganryu-jima, the sun began to set and the tide began to turn. Only then did Miyamoto Musashi arrive, the sun at his back and a carved oar in hand, longer than Kojiro's katana.
To Kojiro, it was an insult.
To Musashi, it was strategy.
Bro @patstaresat.bsky.social is currently playing 2XKO instead of sending me his file to edit the podcast, sabotaging my ability to finish editing and start practicing for tomorrow
