So I was sitting in this little corner cafe yesterday, you know the one with the mismatched chairs and that barista who always remembers your order? Sunday afternoon, sun streaming through the window, and I was just people-watching between sips of my oat milk latte. Had my laptop open, not really working, just scrolling. And then it hit me—I needed to finally organize that trip idea I’ve been talking about for months. Japan in the spring. But my notes? A disaster. Scattered across my phone, random Google Docs, even a physical notebook I misplaced last week. Total chaos. That’s when I remembered this thing my friend Mia mentioned a while…