I saw that Nicole Holofcener, whose films I really like, has a new film out which won’t be available in India right away. In an age of immediacy, where many things happen right away, the idea of waiting felt quaint but also, not as sharp and sweet as it once did. There is so much that allows me to binge and move on, that I might even forget about the film, yaniki, it won’t matter as much anymore.

What does it mean that we have forgotten to wait for things—wait to get to know people, wait for a relationship to reveal its meanings, wait for a friend to work out their anger or hurt with you, wait for a book to take you to its end, wait for the political meanings to evolve, not just bear results, wait for your ideas to cook?