Daughter of the Universe

I don’t know if there were other kids. So far no one I’ve asked has confirmed. I’ll probably never be sure if on…

The Somewhat Tragic Story of Henry J.

Henry and I met at a writers’ workshop in Daikanyama. He laughed when I told him I usually…

We Loved Here Once

It seems that it’s not until you are faced with the shadows of someone’s existence that you truly realize all of the places…

Notes on My Mother

My college roommate shot up, scrambling out of her sheets to make sure I was safe…

The Night I Inadvertently Traumatized a Neighbor with My Nakedness

I Spite-Avoided Drake For Over 2 Years Because My Ex Flashed Him On Chatroulette

Weird Stuff That Happened to Me as a Marginally Successful Child Actor

“I never expected you to be the Marlboro Man or anything like that” — my dad

A Meditation on Giving Up

I have a friend who built a marketing company then sold it for a few million dollars. He’s a thin, long man, with…

Why I’m Smiling

You think my smile means days are effortless, and I’m consistently beaming because my…

Zen and the Art of Freaking Out

My mother had a complicated relationship with relaxation. She yearned for it, but didn’t really have the…