I Built a Game That Cries at 3 AM — And It Taught Me How to Breathe

As a Bay Area-born child of Chinese and Korean tech roots, I spent nights coding games not for profit, but for peace. In the quiet between waves, I designed experiences where players don't just win—they heal. This is not about algorithms. It’s about the silence after the last level, when the ocean stills—and you remember how to feel again.
I Built a Game That Cries at 3 AM — And It Taught Me How to Breathe

When Did Fishing Become My Quiet Sanctuary?

I used to think fishing was just a game—until I realized it held the rhythm of my loneliness. In Chicago’s quiet harbor, every cast felt like a breath. This isn’t about catching fish—it’s about listening to the water, remembering who you were before the line broke. Let me show you how stillness became my compass.
When Did Fishing Become My Quiet Sanctuary?