The Weight of Fading
To look closely is to admit that everything is in the process of leaving. We admire the structure of a thing, the way it holds its shape against the wind, yet we ignore the slow surrender happening in the cells. There is a quiet violence in…
The Weight of Endurance
Seneca once remarked that it is not the man who has too little, but the man who craves more, who is poor. In our modern age, we often conflate the possession of things with the possession of a future, believing that our security is tied to…
The Weight of Moving Forward
It is 3:14 am. The house is holding its breath, and I am staring at the wall, wondering why we are so obsessed with the idea of arrival. We spend our lives measuring the distance between where we are and where we think we need to be. We treat…