Leapdragon 2016 - Aron Hsiao Was Here

Wanting to alter the causal nexus of the universe…  §

Sometimes you pace back and forth, desperately trying to find a way to stop time, or to return to yesterday, to relive what you know were some of the best moments in your life — moments that you’re losing with every tick of the clock — moments that will someday seem hazy and surreal at best.

But you always fail. You can’t go back. 🙁

So I’m done here… I’ll hang around and see what happens for the end of the quarter and mebbe finish my thesis eventually, over the summer or something, but I’m out in the second week of June. Tonight: packing and thinking. I’m going back to SLC; I’ll check on the car, see a couple of people, and hit the road to recover a little, hopefully with a book deal in tow, or if not, to work on one.


  • Said goodbye to the dot-com world forever, leaving my last job in “the industry” in the middle of the night on May 4th. It was hard, like saying goodbye to an old friend that you may never see again. I felt tight with a few people there.
  • Spent an academic year studying at the University of Chicago.
  • Finished my fifth book while there — the most successful one yet.
  • Stood up for Allen at his wedding. Leal and I are the only two bachelors left in our generation.
  • Helped to preserve and translate what would be the last words my grandfather left for the world.
  • Fell in love, more in love than I think I’ve ever been.
  • Drank my first $1,000.00 worth of Absinthe.
  • Saw New Orleans, Nashville, Birmingham, and a pile of other places.
  • Finally made the career decision I’ve been trying my entire life to make.
  • Did some of my best creative writing ever.
  • Made peace with an old friend.
  • Made enough new friends to keep me busy for a while.
  • Made relative peace with a lot of things from my past.
  • Said goodbye to the person I fell in love with, maybe for a very, very long time.

That’s enough, isn’t it? It feels like enough. I don’t want any more, I can’t cope with any more. I need a few nights by the ocean with a beer and a couple of friends. I need to talk about old times and skip rocks and burn shit. Maybe I need a few dozen such nights.

2nd week in June. Goodbye, Chicago.