So, I’m sitting in this tiny coffee shop in Brooklyn, the one with mismatched chairs and a soundtrack of clattering cups. It’s one of those lazy Saturday afternoons where you just let the hours slip by. I’ve got my laptop open, but honestly, I’m more people-watching than working. There’s a girl two tables over wearing this incredible oversized blazer, and I’m mentally noting the fit, the fabric, the way she’s rolled the sleeves. It got me thinking about how much I’ve been relying on my orientdig spreadsheet lately. Yeah, I know, a spreadsheet sounds so… corporate. But hear me out. I started keeping one a few months ago, just a…