Notes from the
End of the World

Each night in 2020 I’m writing a short post because I want to etch these strange days into my memory before I forget them. Before the world changes completely.

January 3, 2020

Bookends

I try to imagine what I would have thought if someone had described the decade to come while we watched Obama wave from his motorcade.

January 2, 2020

Ash

“The bottom line is we’re all prisoners of the universe.” This becomes the coda for Jia Zhangke’s Ash is Purest White, where a dangerous romance downshifts into existential longing.

January 1, 2020

Cathedral

Now begins the season of Arvo Pärt, of private hymns and gloom and trees that look like old gentlemen.

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