Routine
On the Art of a Slow Morning
I used to wake up already behind. These days, I give the first hour back to myself — no phone, one cup of tea, a notebook within reach.
Reading
The Quiet Joy of Rereading
A new book is a stranger. An old book is a friend who has been waiting. Some thoughts on why I keep returning to the same shelf.
Home
In Defense of Empty Shelves
An empty shelf is not a failure of decorating. It is a place where something good can be placed later — or not at all.
Work
Why I Keep a Notebook on My Desk
A small paper notebook is a strange thing to carry in 2026. I cannot quite explain why I still do, but I will try.
Walks
Short Walks, Long Thoughts
Twenty minutes around the block, every afternoon, in any weather. I did not expect it to change much. It did.
Tea
Three Teas I Come Back To
I am not a tea snob. I have tried, and I gave up. These three are the ones I actually drink, and why.