On working with agents, producing more than ever, and losing the ability to see anything whole.Maestro, we have six more deliveries ready — Created by the author with AII'm writing this on a Sunday morning. While I write, several agents are working in other tabs on my computer, on projects that have nothing to do with what I'm doing here.I think that detail pretty much explains why this piece exists.I could have started writing, closed everything else, and spent a few hours focused on this, the way I did for most of my working life. Today it feels almost irresponsible to have several agents available and not use the time I'm writing to have them advance something else. It feels like walking into a factory and finding a machine switched on, producing nothing. You look at it and think: since it's running, why not put something on it?I've noticed the change in my body too. I bounce my...