On the enjoyment of things that haven’t happened yet. I have tickets for two concerts in Berlin next year. The Womack Sisters and Warhaus. Quite different musically, which makes me look forward to both even more. And then there’s Thailand. No tickets, no dates, no actual plans. But the idea of going back has been…
Sometimes home is not an address. It is the ease of being with someone who already knows the story.
Why a cultivated life is built by returning to what truly stays The cafés, the streets, the conversations, the meals. They have become memory. Yet some places stay with us longer than others. Not because they were spectacular, but because we were fully present while we were there. A cultivated life is not built by…