• A Disconnected Life

    One night, a couple of years ago, my phone was stolen during a night out with my friends. Trying in vain to track its location the following day, I was overwhelmed with a feeling that a piece of me was missing.

  • Left Intentionally Blank

    An actual blank page needn’t announce itself—it’s merely blank. Likewise for a simple life—it’s simple not because it reports to be, but because of what’s there, and what isn’t.

  • The Start

    18 months ago, I didn’t know what minimalism was. Sure, I’d experienced minimal music, visual art, and fashion, or perhaps I’d used the term a few times in a work context.

  • Confessions of a Guitar Hoarder

    I’m a guitar hoarder from the Baby Boom generation. I grew up in the Beatles era when everyone played guitar and formed garage bands, trying to sound like the Ventures, Rolling Stones, or The Who.

  • Time to Turn Off

    As the day begins to wind down with the sun giving off its last light, I finish up what I’m doing and leave it on the desk for another day.

  • How to Reach the End of the Internet

    Earlier this month, I re-downloaded Instagram to upload a video of my daughter. I soon regretted it.

  • This Page Left Intentionally Blank

    An actual blank page needn’t announce itself—it’s merely blank. Likewise for a simple life—it’s simple not because it reports to be, but because of what’s there, and what isn’t.

  • A Disconnected Life

    One night, a couple of years ago, my phone was stolen during a night out with my friends. Trying in vain to track its location the following day, I was overwhelmed with a feeling that a piece of me was missing.

  • The Start

    18 months ago, I didn’t know what minimalism was. Sure, I’d experienced minimal music, visual art, and fashion, or perhaps I’d used the term a few times in a work context.