The habit of our lives

This weekend I thought about the things we do to live with ourselves- our individual solitary selves, us- shorn of everything we put around it. That being whose thoughts, overt and subversive, are all within your physical body. Here I am, marching towards my inevitable end, every day with myself. Shortening processes that I know I will repeat every day, until the day I … Continue reading The habit of our lives

A short note on Gravitas & Ye Olde Books

Gravitas, as described by me, being an unhurried pace. Perhaps not observable in our youth (unless one were to the mature born!) when we were a mere apprentice of life. It comes as we graduate to becoming the effortless master of time, as we become more languorous- we begin to have a thoughtful preponderance in every pause and before every carefully chosen word.