Kaizen

First Stop: Hong Kong Days 1 and 2

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December 10, 2015After the cheese fiasco, I ran to my gate and was seated in a middle seat at the back of the plane.  In sheer panic of being tortured and awake in a middle seat on a 15 hour flight, I gulped down two glasses of wine and quickly fell asleep within an hour of the flight take off. Towards the end of the...
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More Cheese Please

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December 8, 2015.I was a mad woman. I ran from room to room in my apartment quickly forgetting why I had changed rooms and what I was looking for.  At one point I stood there, looking around my apartment overwhelmed and immobile.  I camped out on my coffee table, knees up, head down, and gasped for air.I packed at the last minute (once again).  However, this...
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Get – Away

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(Click the picture for slide show).December 6, 2015I got away this weekend.  I was finally back home in LA, and couldn’t stay.I drove to Palm Springs, and sat at a pool at an Air B n B with a lovely older couple, and timed out.  I had been a guest in so many homes for over a month, and I needed time to myself.  I...
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Self-ish

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(Click the picture for slide show).November 29, 2015When the clock struck midnight on the big day, I was dancing the night away at a wedding oblivious to anything but a beaming couple and the air of love in the room.  Time became endless, and I was gliding from one moment to another without stopping. I completely forgot it was my birthday, nor knew what day...
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Re – Connect

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11/26I spent Thanksgiving this year with family (grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins) in New Jersey that I hadn’t seen in years.  I’ve spent so much time on this swift cycle of work travel and investment into friendships and relationships in Los Angeles, I forgot how easy it is to distance your life from the people who still love you when you’re at your least finest,...
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Velma (because otherwise I might receive a death threat).

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I tend to think it’s a cultural thing.  Asian/Indian cultures just tend to embrace you as a nomad.  We all deeply love our friends, and even when we don’t speak for months, we can laugh, smile, and banter so immediately.  I definitely don’t feel that culture in Los Angeles.  As much as I love the city, I don’t feel my heart beating ever.  I spoke...
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Comfort- able in NYC

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I spent the last weekend in New York. It is amazing, how this big city sucks you in and makes me feel small, yet completely at home.   I stayed with friends in Chelsea, my friends from DC…essentially family. I didn’t have to ask, or feel bad, or even think I was overstaying my welcome.  They actually wanted me there (or so they made me feel). ...
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You make me Smile.

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I saw close friends of mine today and I remembered how much I miss that feeling of true admiration and respect.  There is something to be said about connections, of a heart moving towards yours, of absolute love for somebody so different than oneself. We sat together in a circle, and it felt like when we had first met as we reminisced about our pasts, about...
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Lost in Translation

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My memories of Paris involve dancing.  Sitting in a dark jazz club in the heart of Paris, an assembly of 17 and 18 year old inexperienced voyeurs were blooming, facing raw culture in the eye, and feeling the elements of gypsy jazz in their souls.  A coming of age story of sorts.The 18 year old version of me for the first time wasn’t looking around...
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Fall-ing Back

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I woke up this morning to the sunlight competing with the color from the leaves of the trees. It smelled like chimney smoke, cinnamon, and incense. I felt like a child again: walking around the neighborhood with my pumpkin filled with candy and a few tricks up my sleeve.Work brings me to St. Louis, a town I don't get to visit often, but when I...
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