In the electric stillness of a 3 AM render session, I realized creativity doesn’t punch a clock. As a video editor chained to a Mac mini in fluorescent-lit purgatory, I ached to work where ideas flowed freely - my sunlit kitchen table, a client’s cozy studio, the quiet corner of a Berlin coworking space. But how to safely move this desktop heartbeat? Bulky camera bags swallowed cables, generic cases left ports vulnerable, and every commute felt like transporting priceless glass.
