rest-leisure

the saturday that wasn’t

I forgot to publish last Saturday. Not forgot and felt guilty—forgot entirely. On failing better, resisting the urge to be productive, and other paradoxes.

Interlude: a summer day

Summer, sea, sun

Interlude: on boredom (or what goes through your head on a 10-hour flight, without sleeping)

What are questions for, beyond making us search for answers?

Boredom as Blasphemy

We’ve turned productivity into a religion and boredom into blasphemy. Even our vacations become performances of hyperactive rest. What if doing nothing isn’t laziness but the most radical act of resistance in an achievement-obsessed world?

A Cartography of Tiredness

In a world that glorifies perpetual productivity, understanding our tiredness becomes an act of resistance—perhaps even wisdom. Yet when exhaustion envelops us, we rarely pause to consider its nature, its message, its particular weight.

For a new definition of “work”

In our relentless pursuit of productivity, we’ve inverted an ancient wisdom: leisure isn’t what remains after work, but the foundation from which meaningful work emerges.