My dear Beard,
One day you will realize the power of a dream, a hope, a positive thought. Let me tell you a story, about dreams.
My dear Beard,
One day you will realize the power of a dream, a hope, a positive thought. Let me tell you a story, about dreams.
My dear Beard,
Today I’m celebrating my 50th visited country – Norway. It’s recently reported the happiest place on earth.
My dear Beard,
In this moment, I am sitting here in my little back yard, having coffee and planning what to do next for my work, aka my future. Consider the fact that I am now working so hard on 3 different projects, which I love so much but none of them has ever pay pack any little penny. They are all in their start-up phase, and I have to work even harder on some commercial writings and other stuffs to make my living.
My dear Beard,
What a great start to the new year: my shoes got broken and I had to walk on my barefoot at noon. My friends said I look like Cinderella at 12:00 when everything turns to pumpkin and those creepy dog and cat . Read More
My dear Beard,
Yesterday Keneice from Jamaica and I trekked up to Cerro Ancon in Panama city. We were about 2/3 the trail then we felt tired (because of being lost, the f*cking heat, the tropical heavy rain, some people we met on the way said the mountain is closed, etc).
And, we decided to …go home.
So, we failed.
My dear Beard,
Recently I hiked and climbed to a mountain for my first time ever. Montaña mountain in Peru, altitude 3,082 meters (10,111 feet) above sea level.
My dear Beard,
Recently I’m on my solo trip in South America without knowing a single soul or speaking a single word of Spanish. I
My dear Beard,
Today I spent hours in my office to read all the essays of the K-12 students for our exhibit Growing Up Asian in America. And this piece made me so surprised and think a lot. It was written by a Chinese little boy who’s just 10 years old, about his grandpa’s journey to the USA long time ago, to make “a better life”.
My dear Beard,
I turned 30 last week. For some reasons, it was surprisingly different than any age before. I celebrated it at home with family for the first time since I moved out 15 years ago. My parents made me a BBQ party, my auntie and cousin brought me a cake, my brother helped me out to decorate the house, and my high school classmates came to cheer up with coke, haha. It was like my 18th birthday party, sweet and pure.