For the nights starting over feels lonely.

I left Korea at 24 and came back at 43 — mostly alone, starting from zero in a city that had moved on without me. On the hard nights, seven old ideas kept me on my feet. I rewrote them in my own words — the way I'd say them to a friend at 3 a.m.

Seven small notes. Read one a night, or all at once. They're yours, free. 🤍