OhtaNotes

The world is 71% water and 29% people arguing about the water.

What you repeat, you become.

In a city where everyone wears a borrowed face, nobody knows real life. The door does. It just isn’t telling.

A hotel lounge is a marketplace for inspiration. You pay for the latte. You leave with ideas. Good ones. Sometimes.

We plan in straight lines. Yet we live in curves. Somehow, it works out.

I dislike the school system. Yet I teach at a university. I dislike capitalism. Yet I invest. I dislike social media. Yet I post. All contradictions. Yet only in those contradictions am I honestly myself.

We cannot drink the sea. Yet we can drink from a cup that remembers.

One of Tokyo’s top three ramen shops. Yet, nobody knows whether people stop for the ramen or the tiger. Nobody knows whether there’s a ramen shop behind this door. Still, I open the door, believing it must be.

Most problems with life are solved by three strategies. Drink. Walk. Sleep.

We plan decades ahead. Still trip over the step we knew was there.