This is a collection of nearly 300 pieces written in the weeks, months and years of a nomadic life. Each one was born from paying attention to what was right in front of me - whether that was in the ancient silence of Parrocchia San Nicol� di Bari in Sicily or in the face of a fed up writer eating eggs a few diner stools down in LA or in the internal geysers of existential questions fizzing from within. As I lived and distilled them into words, I noticed a simple revelation burned into every single one: Life can only and will only meet you in the very minute you're in. This second is the only pinhole it has; the only pinhole you have. There is no other time.