September 2005
September 2005 was a whirlwind. The company would pay the moving cost of up to 30 boxes, but there were just 17 boxes when I finished packing. I felt a […]
September 2005 was a whirlwind. The company would pay the moving cost of up to 30 boxes, but there were just 17 boxes when I finished packing. I felt a […]
My flight to Germany was not until the evening, so Stuart and I spent the Sunday afternoon wandering about Hyde Park. I had put on a bright yellow-green camisole with […]
The following afternoon, Stuart took me on a boat ride on the Thames from Westminster to Tower Bridge. The sweltering heat persisted, and the sun was glaring. But coming from […]
I arrived in London amid an unusual heatwave. I believe I spent the first couple of days working at the office, but I have little recollection of any part of […]
After our day out in Tokyo, Stuart and I corresponded with each other more frequently, and the topics of conversation became more intimate. When there was a medium-size earthquake in […]
I took Stuart to Omotesando, where Japan’s kawaii & cool culture crush Tokyo’s sophistication. The memory of Tom the “tanpan” came back, and I chuckled to myself. Stuart wore a […]
Stuart and I emailed each other after that, but unlike the tennis match rally of correspondence with Klaus, we only briefly updated on quotidian of life every other week or […]
I had to fly to London the following week, probably visiting the subsidiary offices in London. I was a little embarrassed to see the London staff after the drunken night, […]
When I returned from the restroom break, Stuart wasn’t on the dance floor. I turned to the bar, and my eyes met with the lawyer. I cursed under my breath […]
Stuart wore a white half sleeve plaid shirt and khaki chinos. He wore a watch with a stripe-colored band on one wrist and a tennis wristband on the other. He […]