This past spring, my maternal grandfather died at the age of 103. I thought about writing about him and his incredible life, but I have great difficulty dealing and thinking about death. Because of that, instead of writing about my thoughts on my
Joe Michael Sasanuma, who earlier today died at the eternal age of 18, never had a moment in which he didn't enjoy life.
He lived by the words "What's the point of living if you can't feel alive?", a line fittingly taken from the James Bond movie "The World is Not Enough". Of the many things
If I were to pick one phrase to describe the past year, it would be “The Year of Changes.”
On the professional front, I left Shearman & Sterling in May after seven and a half years at the firm in order to join Amazon in Japan. The jump from being an experienced lawyer at a
Back in the early 2000s, I used to watch a syndicated television show called "Crossing Over" hosted by a man named John Edward. Edward's claim was that he is a medium who can connect the people in this world to those who have passed. On each episode of the show, he would stand center stage
John was a couple years behind me at Boston College. I don't exactly recall how we initially met, but we quickly became close friends because I was Japanese and he was interested in Japan.
John had a great laugh. He and I come from a different political mold, he of the moderate left and I of
It's unusual enough to recall a dream you had the night prior, but it's truly rare to have a dream with more or less the same story which I always recall because it's literally dé ja vu.
It goes something like this. It is the last week of classes and I am panicking because it dawns
When I was 6-7 years old, my family would frequently go swimming at a local pool. I would swim for nearly a kilometer (for Americans, that's 0.6 miles) a day nearly everyday. Even after I went to the United States, I kept up with swimming by taking hourly swimming lessons every week. There I would
Apple today announced that its founder and Chairman, Steven P. Jobs, has passed away. The world has lost one of a kind.
No description really suits Jobs. He was not just a manager, an inventor, an engineer, an artist, a control freak, a salesman or an inspirational speaker, yet he was in part all of those.
Recalling dreams is rare, but I remember two from last night.
In the first, Sarah Palin announced that she has "resigned" as the running mate of John McCain two days before the election, a belated "October surprise." I haven't the slightest doubt this dream was triggered by this article from CNN. I also vaguely recall McCain
