Bittersweet Tea Memories


tea cup

I used to spend summers at my grandmother’s. She would let me work at her company. We’d get up early, grab a Chik-fil-a chicken biscuit, and head into the office.

I worked in the IT department. Alongside an industrious stoic man named Lu Kim. He did much but said little. I was the opposite. We brought out the best in each other, though. Despite our drastically different demeanors, at our core we were very much the same.

Lovers of tradition. With deeply rooted appreciation of simple elegant rituals. Like courtship and tea. Foreign concepts in a society characterized by instant gratification.
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Sunk Costs

sunk costs

I’ve been thinking about sunk costs lately.

A sunk cost is a cost that has already been incurred and thus cannot be recovered. Sunk costs are excluded from future decisions, because the cost will be the same regardless of the outcome of a decision. (

For all intents and purposes, sunk costs are irrelevant to decision-making. This is a concept I’ve grasped fully. Intellectually, at least.

Yet I have made more than a few decisions based on the sunk costs of my life.

He did this to me then, so I’ll do this to him now.

Emotional logic. #paradox


It’s Kinda Like Paradise

gerald o'hara quote with a spanish moss park background

I never understood Margaret Mitchell’s passion for Georgia until just recently. On my way to my car after work one day, I stopped. There was no sound except the of chirping birds.

All around me was lush foliage, vibrant Azaleas, and majestic trees robed with Spanish Moss.

I’ve lived in Georgia all my life. “Born and raised,” as we say.

I don’t know how I failed to notice the natural beauty of my home state. 20 odd years and I was all but indifferent to my surroundings.

In that exact moment, sometime last week, did I finally realize what I have here.

It’s breath-taking.

And humbling.


It’s kinda like paradise.