Writing on the off-script life, meaningful momentum, and the kinds of questions worth sitting with. New essay every Sunday.
Most of us were handed a template. Not a literal one. Just an idea, repeated often enough that it stopped sounding like an idea and started sounding like the truth.
Read essay →The template is a middleman. It charges a fee for the standing. The fee is your one finite life.
New essay every Sunday. Plus reflections, behind-the-thinking notes, and the occasional unexpected thought worth saving.