What a 32-Liter Backpack Taught Me About Wanting Things
Two years of carrying everything I owned in a single bag turned out to be less about minimalism and more about paying attention.
On Writing in the Early Morning, Before the House Wakes Up
The best writing I do happens in a narrow window — after the coffee, before the chaos. Here’s why I protect it like it’s sacred.
The Country on My Father's Passport
Visiting the place my family came from didn’t answer the questions I thought it would. It asked better ones.