The Old Dog’s New Trick: Using AI to Get My Life Back
I learned the hard way: if you let AI draft your posts, you sound like everyone else. Here is my strict rule: AI is my editor, but never my author.
The Thoughts We Rarely Admit
Observations from two decades of Japan life, from the nuances of teaching and farming to the comfort of a small home and everyday routines.
I learned the hard way: if you let AI draft your posts, you sound like everyone else. Here is my strict rule: AI is my editor, but never my author.
I stored empty water bottles in my kitchen for months. Then one day, I threw them out and felt an unexpected shift. Sometimes clearing physical space is the only way to clear your head.
In the past 18 months, the pressure to find a partner vanished. I didn’t expect to feel relieved about being single in my 50s. But here I am, quietly freed from a game I never wanted to play.
I woke up at 3 AM excited to blog. Then I debated whether I really needed to shower. This is my honest look at the line between healthy passion and quiet obsession.
For years, we try to keep all the plates spinning. But after 50, balance is about knowing which plates to drop. Here is why balance is a verb, not a destination.
It is easier to teach English than to care for a parent with dementia. Sometimes we choose the service that feels good over the service that actually costs us something.
I used to think passion had to come first. But after 505 days of Japanese practice, I realized I had it backwards. Here is why competence creates passion, not the other way around.
AI analyzed my life choices and I wasn’t sure if it was being too kind. From helicopter pilot to Japan teacher to farmer – do my decisions show purpose or drift?
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.