I do not know who I am.
Is this what adulthood is like? You find yourself being carried along, heading somewhere, somehow, surprised how it all seems to keep happening, with or without your best or feeble efforts to make it one way or another?
I am painting the plum tree in our friend Tom’s amazing garden [...]
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I’ve been bearing down hard on this painting, trying to finish it. Which can result in a certain amount of progress, but usually backfires after a while by making me feel completely burnt out. I sit and stare at the painting, sit and stare, and cannot think of what to do to it. It’s utterly [...]
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Recently I’ve been enjoying paging through the dictionary, reading words at random, and I’ve started writing down the words that catch my attention for some reason. I have a particular predilection for words of latinate origin—which is no surprise, given all the years I studied Latin, although I couldn’t translate anything now if my life [...]
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