Tokyo — It hit 9PM on my Windows 7 Start bar when my colleague swiveled around and said, “Hey, you’re here late. Welcome to the Seasonal Events team, you’ll start getting used to this.” To make things clear,...
Hong kong — These past two weeks back in Hong Kong have been some kind of magical. Being away for so long has made me feel like a tourist in my own home, but also has the upside of making me so much more acutely ...
Tokyo — How many people pay attention to their shadow? Sometimes so clear and sure, sometimes nothing but a wispy hint. For some reason, I started noticing today as I walked home from work. The street lamps p...
I started off 2016 with champagne, whiskey, and a dysfunctional party popper.
Bonds with identities, people and places. Learning how to walk in a kimono.
Goodbye is more heartbreaking than expected.
I will miss you so much.
Stop telling me not to think so much. Stop telling me to ask more questions. Stop telling me to smile more.
I have found a new creative outlet.
Impossible trinity? (Weekend version)
"Welcome to the team."
On identity, or why I am obsessed with my college.
A visitor brought me a little bit of Singapore. We never stop loving our childhood favorites.
Life is shaped, not only by moments of impact, but by the slow and gentle friction of lives intertwining.
The intimacy of perfume
I find it easier to love than to be loved.
Walking with my shadow.
Sometimes it feels like happiness is a moment, not a state.
Stopping for no one...?
Bringing out the nicer dishware for a New Year's lunch party.
Sometimes it feels like life is blazing by and you have to try your utmost to keep up.
It was tender, melt-in-mouth fatty, crisp with a nice bite. All at the same time.
Taking the longer way home, letting the cold air clear my head. Slowing down makes me feel in control of myself again.