I wrote the piece below on the Friday after Thanksgiving 2015. At the time, I was working for this big company in Chicago, saving up all my nickels and dimes while trying to take care of some minor but nagging health issues. But the plan, as you’ll see in the story, which is 100% true, was already to get back to Asia. I was alone on our floor at the office on that Friday, and there wasn’t much work to do. So I seized the day and spit out the story that had been burning a hole in my head all week. I’ve written a lot of things that I don’t dare look back at. This is one that I’m glad exists. I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving.
The Sky, the Grass, the Sun, and the Apple
The Sky, the Grass, the Sun, and the Apple
The Sky, the Grass, the Sun, and the Apple
I wrote the piece below on the Friday after Thanksgiving 2015. At the time, I was working for this big company in Chicago, saving up all my nickels and dimes while trying to take care of some minor but nagging health issues. But the plan, as you’ll see in the story, which is 100% true, was already to get back to Asia. I was alone on our floor at the office on that Friday, and there wasn’t much work to do. So I seized the day and spit out the story that had been burning a hole in my head all week. I’ve written a lot of things that I don’t dare look back at. This is one that I’m glad exists. I hope you all had a great Thanksgiving.