Do you realize that all great literature is all about what a bummer it is to be a human being? Isn’t it such a relief to have somebody say that?
Hi! I’m April Han. I borrowed that quote from the great Kurt Vonnegut.
I write because I don’t know how else to process the world. Some people run, others pray, some drink themselves into a stupor. I write. It’s less exhausting than running, more honest than prayer, and significantly cheaper than alcohol.
I like stories, not because they make life more bearable, but because they explain why it often isn’t. I’ve written about business, cybersecurity, psychology, travel—subjects that, at first glance, have little in common. Except they do. They all deal with people trying to make sense of their environment, sometimes with firewalls, sometimes with plane tickets, sometimes with the unshakable belief that clicking “Accept Cookies” is a harmless act.
This blog is an exercise in curiosity. It’s for people who read to understand, who think best when they’re slightly unsettled, who enjoy the occasional existential crisis over coffee. I write about things I find interesting—why people trust scams, how digital nomads romanticize instability, why ethical marketing is treated like a revolutionary concept when it should be the default. Some of it is research, some of it is personal experience, all of it is an attempt to figure things out.
I read because I don’t trust my own perspective to be enough. I travel because I don’t want to spend my entire life understanding only one place. I write because, on the days when everything feels pointless, there’s still something to say.
And if you find yourself here, reading, maybe you’re trying to make sense of things too.