I was sitting by myself at a café today, when I realized I look outward now. Toward the world. It felt a bit strange, because for the most part I’d spent my years looking inward. Toward the self. … A threshold has been crossed, maybe. … After all those years looking inward, by now I […]
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Dear Future Child, don’t be like your mother. Don’t spend your childhood sprawled on the floors of bookshops, reading those books. Books are dangerous. They will turn you into a thinker, and rarely are thinkers happy people. They are bound to have a rough inner life. Lemony Snicket was right: “All the secrets of the […]
I just read this article from BrainPickings featuring the Proust questionnaire, “a Victorian version of today’s popular personality tests, designed to reveal the answerer’s tastes, aspirations, and sensibility in a series of simple questions.” I figured I’d like to answer it myself too (actually, I’m just procrastinating before I dive into the pile of work […]
InkBlots and IceBergs 