Hello, friends. Before we get into this week’s letter, two small notes. (1) I’ve refreshed the About page with a short list of what this newsletter believes about slowness; (2) starting this week, the essay portion will be free for everyone, while the Sunday list (“Five Quiet Things…
A reader wrote in asking whether choosing a smaller life is a kind of giving up. I’ve been turning the question over all week — on walks, at the sink, in the garden — and I think the honest answer is…
What was the first thing you let take its own time — and what changed when you did? Or: what are you still hurrying through, even though you know better?
I took the regional line home instead of the express. Four extra hours, one paperback, two cups of bad tea, and a window full of fields going gold. Somewhere past the river I realised I hadn’t checked the time since the second stop — and that the hurry I carry everywhere had simply…