More often than I’d like, I’ll spend a day hunched over my laptop, ignoring my aching back or my neck, making little Rice Krispies noises when I turn it. I’ll eat standing instead of sitting. I’ll spend hours and hours tuned into a series of smaller and bigger screens instead of my senses. And then, something will happen. I’ll remember I can go for a walk. As I flex my legs and my arms in the sun, and feel a breeze, and see magnolia blossoms and dog shit and row homes and Squid Facts Hotline stickers on traffic posts, I’ll realise: Oh, I have a body. Oh, there’s the world.
“We have four million books that are like, ‘where is the...
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