It’s a miracle that we exist. That we have words. That we have time to read and write newsletters.

If you seek meaning in this seemingly short life, we have much in common.

Like Tarkovsky’s characters navigating the zone, we cannot reach our destination in a straight path. We will approach our destination indirectly through fiction and art, zen and philosophy, self and everyday “banalities”.

In solitude and together, I’m grateful for your company.