A meditation on notebooks, journalism, and writing—fueled, of course, by Joan Didion.

As Trump promises a new surge in mass deportations, history may be repeating itself.

We spend a good deal of life trying to feel less - is that growing up?

There’s an odd sort of magic that happens when we encounter past places—or people for that matter. We may return to these places, but it won’t be as the same person we were then.

I guess it was the thought of losing the ability to capitalize on my youth. Capitalize on beauty, sexuality, innocence. I was keenly aware of how fleeting it all was.