Ways to be alone without being lonely
The Pixel
The first winter here I ate dinner standing up. It took me two years to set the table for one, and another to light the candle.
Journal
Essays
Long thoughts on small things.
I Tried to Become a Morning Person Again
The Pixel
This is the fourth attempt, and the first with equipment.
The Case for Owning Four Mugs
The Pixel
Four is the number of people who will ever fit in this kitchen, and the number of days a mug survives before I wash it.
On Walking Slowly Behind Your Parents
The Pixel
At some point you stop leading the way and start carrying the bags.
How to Drink Coffee Outside in November
The Pixel
Wear the wrong coat, walk to the bench anyway, and hold the cup with both hands.
Everything I Have Killed on This Roof
The Pixel
A complete and honest list, in the order of their passing, beginning with the basil.
Everything I Kept From My Father’s Workshop
The Pixel
One tin of screws sorted by a logic only he understood, and the pencil behind his ear.
The Road I Took Instead of Therapy
The Pixel
Eleven hundred kilometres, one bad saddle and no conclusions worth repeating.
The Case Against the Good Scissors
The Pixel
Every house has a drawer of things too good to use, and I have started to think of it as a small museum of fear.