The readers with whom I spoke recently in person know that I am planning to take a break from work soon. Haven’t told the work yet. This is the first time I am (gingerly) putting this in (somewhat) public writing.
You will not read this.
Turns out, when I wrote here in the past, I did that a little bit for you, because I knew you read what I wrote. That was one of the ways you loved me.
Joseph Campbell compares rites of passage, myths, and dreams.
The rites and myths have become mythical. Nobody cancelled what they framed though: the passage. Continue reading “Rites of Passage”
Over the past few years, the culture has offered, via books, articles, and blog posts, glorification of joys of one’s own company, single life, single travel, whatever.
I mean, fine, good for the authors. Not proudly, I am not buying. Continue reading “Nothing”