Amour propre

but this is not a newsletter about love

I have not been writing. Not true—what I mean to say is that I have not been writing privately, in my journals, for myself in recent weeks, outside of scribbling out quick tarot spells or copying down stray quotes from other favorite writers. Hupomnemata as a practice of self-care is fine, excellent even, but it also feels bad that I’ve gotten into this…