Reflections on place and space
Once upon a time, I was a small-human and every day my parents would drop me off at my grandparents's home, 1.6 miles away. It was my home base before and after school, until my dad picked me up and drove us home, winding through the local community college
It's impossible to fake it
Happy November. I had a conversation with someone about their DMT experiences. They, being an experienced meditator, said that their 10 minutes of DMT felt like hours of deep meditation, but then qualified on that statement (as if I was about to make this error) that it’s not the
Too personal finance
I have a problem with money. I spend too little of it on the things that I actually care about. My relationship with money is something that I inherited from my parents and my family. Both my parents were refugees of the Khmer Rouge in the 1970’s, a Communist
Suffertember: Don't disrespect the suffer
Once upon a time, in 2017, I started a month of really hard things with one of my best friends, Armand. He was the guy who I could always count on to do crazy shit with. If there ever was a culmination of us seeking out Type 2 fun, it
In case of my death, break open these books
In case of my death, break open these books. These are the books that have left indelible marks on my thought, and made me who I am (at 32). My belief systems, my words, and my actions all stem from the worldviews and lessons imparted by these works. An author
Political consciousness, and self-inventory
Despite my intention to never get on dating apps, here I am. It's summer, my favorite season for dating (says a guy who hasn't courted anyone new in seven years), and I thought I might as well go fish. One of the biggest reasons why I didn't want to open
A runner's reprise
I don't know if anyone else feels this way, but there is a difference between being someone who runs vs. being a runner. Or someone who likes photography vs. a photographer. Or, someone who does pottery vs. a potter. Or, someone who likes climbing vs. a climber. You would think
who prompts the prompter?
let's stop trying to be machines, with rigid framework thinking, and optimizing everything. we can now outsource the burden of rationality. so let's live like we can finally let go of our instructions.
3 years in venture capital
After 3 years of working in VC and funding early stage startups, I decided to write a reflection, both on the industry and also the particular firm that I work at. A few years ago, I viewed venture capitalists as nothing more than bankers with more niche opinions, henchmen of
Dictation as writing therapy
In the most tumultuous times of my life, I've always found solace in writing as therapy. Journaling lets me pull at the threads that keep inserting themselves throughout the day, and organize them on a page that feels secure. Writing is even more helpful in conjunction with actual therapy (with
