What Do You Hope Heaven Is Like?
I left my cat Simon behind when I moved to LA. My roommate said he used to call for me in my empty room. I hope he is the first one to greet me on the other side.
The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
Explorations into what actually matters when the noise fades. These posts wrestle with the deeper questions of purpose, the quiet search for a spiritual foundation, and redefining success beyond a paycheck. This is a space for when you find yourself wondering if you are on the right path, or trying to understand what truly gives your days value.
I left my cat Simon behind when I moved to LA. My roommate said he used to call for me in my empty room. I hope he is the first one to greet me on the other side.
I needed 3,000 yen for groceries. As I watched a car drive by, three 1,000 yen bills literally materialized from under it. This is my story of unexplainable coincidences.
At 3 AM, I wasn’t awake from stress. I was awake because I am addicted to hope. At nearly 60, I am still chasing dreams instead of sleeping. Is this healthy optimism or just avoidance?
People say we are “rich” if we have a dream, regardless of our bank account. But sometimes I wonder if that is just a story we tell ourselves to feel better about living paycheck to paycheck.
I have lived in Japan for 20 years. I have a 567-day Duolingo streak. Yet, I still panic at the tax office. Here is the complicated truth about why I am not fluent.
I am living paycheque to paycheque at 57. I cycle to work because I cannot afford a car. By society’s standards, I failed. But somehow, I don’t feel like a failure. Here is why.
Have you ever caught yourself working toward a job, a goal, or a relationship that feels off? I’ve spent years watching myself chasing the wrong things just because I thought I “should.” Here is what I’m learning about why we do this.