These aren’t polished essays or tidy aphorisms. They’re scraps I’ve carried around this month—half-heard thoughts, borrowed lines, sudden recognitions—that refused to be forgotten. Zuihitsu literally means “following the brush,” and while my version is shorter and scrappier than the classical form, the impulse feels the same: to catch what drifts across the mind before it … Continue reading Zuihitsu, 2026-Q1
Comfort Journalism: Butter Chicken & Party Balloons
I read The New York Times, The Morning, almost every morning. On March 30, 2026, the main content of the newsletter was readers' questions. It begins as follows: Your questions There is a lot going on in the world right now, much of it confusing, some of it contradictory, all of it important. War rages, … Continue reading Comfort Journalism: Butter Chicken & Party Balloons
