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The Sound of Nothing
I turned off every notification for a week. What I heard first was not peace. Silence, it turns out, is not the absence of noise. It is the arrival of everything the noise was covering.
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About me
I keep skulls on my desk so that small things stay small. This is my corner of the internet, built the way personal pages used to be: slow, strange, a little loud, and entirely mine.
I write about silence, mortality, and the quiet work of waking up. Nothing here is for sale and nothing here is trying to hold your attention. If you leave feeling a little more awake, it worked.
Who I’d like to meet
People who answer their phone and then put it down. Friends who tell the truth. Anyone who has ever sat in a quiet room and not looked away.
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Latest Writings
A Letter to the Man I Was at Twenty
You are building a self out of opinions. Be careful what you cement. Most of what you are certain of will not outlive your thirties.
Fasting of the Screen
By noon I had seen four hundred faces I will never meet, two catastrophes I cannot affect, and nine things I was told I needed.
Five Skulls on My Desk
Visitors assume the skulls mean I am morbid. The truth runs the other way. Memento mori is not a threat. It is an invitation to spend yourself on purpose.
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