Reflections

April 5, 2022

Seneca once observed that we are often more frightened than hurt, and that we suffer more in imagination than in reality. We...

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April 5, 2022

I remember standing on the tarmac in a small regional airport in the north of Scotland, the air smelling of wet heather...

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April 2, 2022

I remember walking through the woods behind my grandfather’s house in late January. The ground was hard, the kind of cold that...

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