37 Days in Korea


Bar in Hongdae.

37 days in Korea, 13.5 days in Jeju.

I've done more crazy, new things in the last month than I have in 5 years. That both thrills me and really, really depresses me. And there's so much more I want to do - life is so damn short.... It took me over quarter of a century to realize that - life is so precious and my god, how I've spent so much of it whining :P

Anyway, here's what I've been up to lately - a picture is worth a thousand words so here ya go :)

King Sejong, temple, rather clever English wordplay (for once), a kid shitting in a pot, and chickens....
I finally fulfilled my dream of holding a chicken wrapped in a silk blanket.
A sassy lobster, pissing in fountains, chillin' at the Nexon Computer Museum,
a Butthole Club (really), and typing on a delicious waffle keyboard (complete with custard filled mouse).
Soldier at Gyeongbokgung, coolest doors eva, partaking in Korea's #1 pastime - drinking :P, and awesome peach/apple/pear/etc shaped seats~

Life is busier and more tiring than it was in DC - I'm exhausted every day (moving to a new country is not a friggin joke) - reading simple things like menus and building names weary me (I swear, half the problem is sounding out bastardized English words with a Korean accent) - and every single day is moving faster than the last.

I'm pushed way out of my comfort zone every day, I don't know what the next day will bring, I don't know wtf I was thinking dropping all my shit and moving here.... I don't know where I'll be in 365 days....

But I feel freer and more alive than I have in such a long time.

Notebook at Artbox, Hongdae, Seoul, South Korea

I don't know if this feeling is happiness exactly, but what the hell....who knows what happiness really is anyway?

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