I stuck with the things I was naturally good at when I was growing up. I never saw my parents practicing anything and I was easily good at school so I just didn’t really experience a very particular kind of hard work that is involved in voluntarily choosing to spend hours alone being bad at … More Practice


Last night I sat outside at sunset wrapped in a blanket, Miles Davis playing from inside the house, watching the light in the sky move as the clouds shifted. A hummingbird sat on a telephone line, rising momentarily and settling back on to the line in the quiet. It began to rain- a gentle rain, … More Quiet