The Perfect Vessel for Reflection

The other morning, in my rush to catch my ride for a day of Bogota sightseeing, I chose to leave my mobile and laptop behind. What the heck I thought. A day without the digital can’t hurt that bad. But as I ran down the stairs to the hotel lobby, a feeling as primitive as hunger pains raced through my body: “Must bring pen and paper”.

Maybe it’s the emptiness of paper that’s makes it more a state of mind than an object.

I went back.