Switzerland: Year Two

  When I learned recently that my colleagues were heading to Tokyo for a conference, I had a visceral reaction that startled even myself. It was nostalgia, of course. A romantic remembrance of my time there. But there was a fair amount of envy present too, regret that it wasn’t me who got to go. […]

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The Lies I Tell Myself

A Facebook acquaintance of mine recently left her job to start her own business. It’s a wine pairing thing. She’s hosted events, posted videos, started a membership club. It’s neat to watch from afar, someone I don’t know very well – to watch her try to build something out of nothing. She posts about every […]

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The Limits of Rationality

A Misunderstanding When I was living in Tokyo, I once tried to purchase tickets for a sumo wrestling tournament at my neighborhood 7-Eleven.* The ticket machine was only in Japanese, and I ended up requesting the assistance of a young female employee who happened to speak a bit of English – a find nothing short […]

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This Was My Life

It feels different this time, the memories more distant yet more real at the same time. I’ve visited my hometown of Los Angeles before, when I lived in Boston, and again when I lived in Tokyo. True, the most recent trip was a while ago: two and a half years to be precise, a long […]

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