Your life, remembered.

It keeps track of your people, plans and promises on its own, so you don't have to. And it's there wherever you are.

Use ChatGPT, Claude, Grok, or just your box. Your memories come with you.

I have a code

Say it once.

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Mom's birthday, the dentist, that he's allergic to cashews. It sorts everything into the right drawer and brings it back when it matters.

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It learns from your day.

Last night I learned 12 things about your week.

While you sleep, it remembers the people, plans and promises in the accounts you choose. In the morning, see what it learned, where from, and Undo anything.

Your memories, wherever you are.

ChatGPT, Claude, Grok, whatever you like. Any assistant you say yes to can read what your box remembers. Say no and it can't. They're yours, not theirs.

Give it a name. It's yours.

Call it Pickle, Juniper, or Steve. Pick its little face. It answers to you, learns your life, and does small magic every day: remembers, sorts, reminds, makes.

Ask for anything. It makes it.

A chore chart, a meal plan, a baby sleep log. It asks you a question or two, builds it, and keeps every version.

Nothing goes out without your yes.

It drafts. You send.

Private. Actually.

Your Face ID or fingerprint (a passkey) keeps it locked.

It lives on its own little computer, locked with your Face ID. Not us. Not anyone.

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