“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”
— Dune Continue reading
Ben Gibbard called it a “depression sandwich,” but for me, it was more of a going away party. Continue reading
I wanted to stay. Continue reading
Friday night, walking home from my friend’s birthday gathering, with less than seven hours before I was due on a transcontinental flight, it struck me: I can’t remember leaving New York. Continue reading
As an adult, I’ve only lived in two cities. And here, now, in the one I’ve truly called home for almost all that time, I’m thinking about the other, where I’ll be next week. Continue reading