Sweat and Breath

Wow,
how much blogspot has changed during my period of neglection.

Today, I walked out of our elevator at work at 10:28pm and immediately my eyebrows decided that they wanted to meet. I frowned at the humidity that had seeped through the glass doors. The word "no" repeated through my brain as I headed towards the exit.

My eyebrows relaxed, as did my eyelids. Sadness flooded into my soul as I forcefully accepted the fact that summer in Korea...had arrived.

I continued my walk home, sweat collecting in my heels and crevices in my body that I shall not name as I neared home.

I arrived home and let my body breathe. After contemplating whether or not to fulfill my craving for fried chicken, I gave in to my begging stomach.

I waited for the knock on the door while watching a TV show called "The Alien Virus". No, it's not some freak-of-nature sci-fi drama. Well, I guess that's half untrue. There is some "freak-of-nature" involved. The guests of this program are very bizarre people, so bizarre that they can be mistaken as aliens. One woman literally eats everything with chocolate syrup; one man does the same but with ketchup; one woman eats ONLY raw food, that being meat.

This week's guest was...sort of out of the ordinary compared to past guests. Her bizarre habit is spending everything in her bank account; she has no savings, no investments, etc. This can be seen as foolish because if she loses her job tomorrow or becomes too ill and can no longer work, she's screwed. But, what she's doing is simply "living in the day". Carpe diem. Barf. Cliche.

Cliche, but commendable.

I feel like that's what Korea has been for me. Live in the day. No matter how much I work, no matter how much I make, I have close to nothing in my savings. And unlike this "alien", I'm not spending all that much on myself either, but to a point where I'm satisfied, where I'm grateful.

She works hard. And plays hard. And lives today.

Today, I sweated. And when I let my body breathe, it was liberating.





{eSeul}

Strange Things

Last night I had another strange dream. My dreams, when I do remember them, are always vivid and particularly...peculiar.
This one, I think, was almost prophetic. But probably not.

I have been stressing heavily about my church situation and 'lo and behold, I was at a church that I've been wanting to visit for the longest time (not saying that it's completely prophetic). It was nighttime and I was mingling outside and ran into some familiar faces. All of a sudden, there was a loud 'bang!' and people started falling from the sky on parachutes. Instantly I thought, 'Oh God, war has begun,' because I've been having several dreams about war breaking out ever since Kim Jong Il left the Earth. Where he is now, I don't know if I want to know. Anyway, so I ducked and looked for a hiding place. But, it turned out, it was just an unnecessarily extravagant entrance of singers who were to have a concert that evening. That was their opening act. One of my favorites, Junsu from JYJ was performing, and he actually came up to me and asked me to dance. I remember feeling really flattered but extremely disappointed. He was almost as tall as I was and had gained a little weight. But, I obliged (hehe).

Well, that's really all there was to it. I just thought I'd record how interesting it was to see the opening of the concert be of the featured artists falling from the sky. At a church.

Some recent news:
Winter is leaving. It felt long, but short at the same time. I'm experiencing the creeping debut of spring and I already love it. I have a good feeling about this season.....




{eSeul}