Midad Blog
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The quiet value of boredom
We have become very good at never being bored. A queue, a lift, a red light — each gap is filled before it can open. I noticed it first in myself: the…
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A note on unfinished drafts
I used to delete drafts that went nowhere. Now I keep them all in one folder called “Later”. It started by accident: I was too tired to decide whether a half-written essay…
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Writing for one reader
When I write for “an audience”, the sentences stiffen. When I write for one person I know, they loosen and become honest. An audience is an abstraction. It has no face, no…
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Packing light, thinking clearly
Every object you carry asks for a little attention. Fewer things means more of you is left for the place itself. I used to pack for every possible version of a trip:…
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The café that taught me a city
For a year I wrote at the same corner table of the same café. Without meaning to, I learned the rhythm of the whole street. What a window shows The baker’s first…
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