Philosophy

I have a habit: whenever a thought arrives that feels too loud or too general, I make tea. It is a modest ritual—boil water, choose a leaf or a bag, wait—but it subtly rearranges the interior furniture of my day. Tea-making slows something down, or rather, it makes me notice the speed at which I am moving. It reveals how I steward time, how I make tiny decisions, and how I seek comfort in calibrated gestures.Slow time in a speeding worldWhen...

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I have a habit of rewatching sitcom episodes not for the jokes but for the quiet moral conversation that sits behind the punchlines. It’s a strange pastime: while my partner watches for the one-liners, I’ll pause, rewind, and listen for the little argumentative threads — the assumptions about what’s fair, what counts as loyalty, what we owe to strangers. Sitcoms are short moral laboratories. By the time the credits roll, a sitcom episode...

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