Fragments of a quiet mind

Essays

Fragments of a quiet mind

I sit by the window, holding my warm glass, wrapped in a silence that feels almost sacred. The heavy glass is hot against my palms, a grounding anchor of pure…

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Letters to the one I used to be

Essays

Letters to the one I used to be

I have been thinking about a famous physics experiment I heard about once. I don't remember where. There is apparently a cat in a box in a secret lab somewhere —…

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