Reflections

June 2, 2024

Seneca once reminded his friend Lucilius that we are often more frightened than hurt, and that we suffer more in imagination than...

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June 1, 2024

I almost walked past this. My first instinct was to dismiss it as another exercise in curated domesticity—the kind of staged quietude...

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June 1, 2024

I keep a small, white linen handkerchief tucked inside a hollowed-out book, stained permanently with the faint, dusty residue of crushed dried...

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