It is impossible to return to an old life. As time’s arrow continues its surge forward, marked by the creation of entropy — random disorder — too much changes. The arrow of time moves in only one direction — always and only forward — and the changes it records cannot…

Trigger warning: Discussion of suicide.

I don’t fear death. In fact, for much of my life, death has beckoned me, and I have longed to answer its call. “I was a lead weight sinking slowly to the floor of an oozing black bog. A large part of me longed for…

We are taught that work is life. We are groomed from the cradle to prepare ourselves for jobs around which we are meant to organize our lives. Our identities become inextricably tied to what we do for a living. To that end, we have to go to the right schools…

I used to think time was a simple matter: 60 seconds make a minute, 60 minutes make an hour, 24 hours make a day, and so on. The feeling of the passage of time doesn’t follow this regimented march, though. How we experience time changes with our circumstances. The three…

Our minds seem to exist outside of three-dimensional space. There is my brain, which is inside my skull. It has mass. It’s where the neurons are firing, where the neurochemicals are supposed to maintain an equilibrium we call sanity. Even when all this is perfectly in balance, the notion that…

Hi everyone,

I have some offline projects that I’m really excited about working on and require a whole lot of focused time and effort for the near future. As a result, I’m taking a hiatus from Medium and social media. In addition, every 12–18 months, there is a massive change to how Medium operates that requires a lot of adjustment, if you don’t already have a massive following. There’s a lot of uncertainty. As much as I’ve enjoyed my time on Medium, it’s taking more and more effort for less and less reward. I’m not sure the opportunity cost is worth it anymore, and I’ll be thinking about if and how I want to continue to use the platform.

Thanks so much for following and for your support!

Kitanya

By Kitanya Harrison, writing as Harrison Kitteridge

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While John had been wandering through purgatory, Sherlock had been getting to know Mark better.

“You’re married, aren’t you?” Sherlock asked on their first morning together. Mark hadn’t exactly pulled away from him or got any cooler, but…