The Unreality of it all
Chatting with friends last night over dinner about Korea got me thinking. There is so much to be said, too much to be said really, about the ups and downs you go through living here. How you have to be here, to see it for yourself, before you really understand what people mean when they say, “That’s just so Korea”. We talked about work and the attitudes that go along with it, Korean and Western, respectively. How, without even realizing it, we’ve been slipping into new habits, thinking in new ways. How it feels when you first arrive here, and slowly but surely, learning to live between the beats of this place and the beauty of that rhythm. And it never stops, the music that vibrates the air. Went to Gangnam with Dave and Shannon today. Bought a few books, and grabbed Mexican for lunch. We browsed a few random shops before settling on a cafe for a quick afternoon pick-me-up of coffee and cake. The three of us sat in a window overlooking one of the side streets off the main strip, chatti...