Tag Archives: reading

My One Book Deal with Seneca

I made a deal with Seneca — dead these two thousand or so years — to read just one book, instead of my usual three. The Metaphysical Club explores the lives and ideas of Oliver Wendell Holmes, William James, John Dewey, and others. I chose poorly. I thought it was a collection of biographies. BiographyContinueContinue reading “My One Book Deal with Seneca”

Spending Time Alone in Your Own Company

This essay’s foundation was a voice memo dictated on a five-mile walk. Green pines and firs. A quiet blue sky. Textured white from the birches or a cloud. The exertion in my feet midway through the walk. We live within ourselves throughout life. Be grateful for our bodies and minds, and use our faculties untilContinueContinue reading “Spending Time Alone in Your Own Company”

Multitude of Books

I always have several books spread in the various regions in which I frequent. Currently, two books are stacked on the small table in my living room. They earn my attention briefly when I sit on the blue-green futon, before indulging in Netflix or filming a podcast. My bedstand recently watched one book leave inContinueContinue reading “Multitude of Books”

Second Pass | August 2025

I thought I’d be camping and road-tripping through July, but instead I got mono and Lyme. So, I wrote about legacy, absurdity, and why our lives are roughly the size of dust mite poop on the cosmic scale.

There’s also a book rec (shoutout to Alan Smale), a few reflective prompts, and a tiny win in the form of a $40 photo printer.

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