The POS Club

My car is a piece of junk, and I mean that with my whole heart. It leaks something I have not identified yet. There is a rattle that shows up around forty miles an hour and vanishes the second I bring it to anyone who might diagnose it. The interior has a smell that is … Read more

The Pursuit of Something

The red-brick Marunouchi facade of Tokyo Station under a blue sky, spring 2024

For a couple of months after I lost my job, I mostly sat with the quiet. Not the peaceful kind. The other kind, the one that fills a room after the thing that gave your days a shape just disappears. One week I had meetings and deadlines and a reason to open the laptop before … Read more