For better or worse, I am a document lover. All of my best intentions to try new digital tools eventually devolve to their most stable ur-forms of text files and spreadsheets. I think back to what hooked me on the web in 1996—our expectations are so often defined by our first loves. The primitive parts of me will always want websites to be editable documents with legible, marked up text on servers. I began making websites when mastery seemed so possible that people called themselves “webmasters.” Those expectations are laughable now.