At work after we’ve completed a project we have what’s called a Lessons Learned… basically a “this is what the hell our dumbasses did wrong and how to hopefully not do that dumb shit again” session. I’ve found that this concept can also be applied to life.  Here’s my my lessons learned concerning the Atlanta [...]

I don’t speak to my mother often. Not because she wrote some daughter-hating memoir about me causing us to fall out, but because I live in Atlanta and she lives in Seoul. Two different continents… two very different time zones… this tends to make it a little harder to find a good time to call. [...]