On Waking and Remembering

“Ill as a hornet” was how my adopted mom described me upon waking from naps as a kid. I remember the feeling well. I still feel it when I wake up from a nap, or sometimes in the mornings, like now. It is grief, it is pain, it is anger,

via Aeon.co

‘Anything that’s in your character at twenty-one,’ says a businessman in F Scott Fitzgerald’s novel Tender Is the Night (1934), ‘is usually there to stay.’ By the age of 30, most people’s ‘character has set like plaster, and will never soften again’, wrote the psychologist William James in 1890. The



Yesterday I deleted my Instagram in hopes of directing energy here.


it’s the flattest day of the year so far.