Journal

Dispatches and speculations from the American roadside.



November 28, 2020

Tree

Domestic rituals of all kinds will be critical during this long winter.

November 27, 2020

Access

Sometimes I blame modern-day aesthetics for my difficulties. The optics seem wrong for devotion.

November 26, 2020

Gratitude

Tonight I am grateful because I have a safe place to sleep, food to eat, and the freedom to make my own decisions.

November 25, 2020

Ash

I miss the dopamine loop, the carrot and the stick, and the rhythm of stepping outside for five minutes after each page or paragraph.

November 24, 2020

Shop

I tuned into the voice looping over the P.A. system, struck by how it sounded simultaneously rational and insane.

November 23, 2020

Patterns

There was a time when people believed the stomach’s gurgles and rumbles belonged to the voices of the dead.

November 22, 2020

Stretch

We stopped at a rest area where a man stood on the grass, grinning at the moon.

November 21, 2020

Image

I read about a temple where an image is treated as the living incarnation of an infant god.

November 20, 2020

Walk

I often hear people say they feel as if reality is slipping away. But perhaps reality is becoming more evident.

November 19, 2020

Post

I found a rare picture of my mom young and smiling, caught beneath the overheated gloss of a 1970s photo.

November 18, 2020

Forward

I don’t want to become a prematurely old man, pining for a romanticized past.

November 17, 2020

Hijack

Meanwhile, I keep forgetting the screen is a tool, not an environment.