Seneca,
[M]y passion for literature makes me lazy and careless about my body…
You and me both. This first part of the letter explicitly states something I’ve come to know, but hadn’t distilled so concisely. Through writing, we form and organize those things we’ve taken in, and this leads to a synthesising and framing of the information in a new and more useful way.
It is often when I sit down to write, either for myself alone or for the blog, that I find ideas have coalesced and grown in new directions.
When I sit at the keyboard to explain a topic or facet, my understanding deepens. We learn as we teach, and even when the student is our own self, this holds true.
I look forward to the rest of the letter.
Farewell.
