I am writing this, as we speak, from Seoul, Korea! I'm sort of on vacation from my vacation (read: unemployment). I'm here to relax and meet women, basically, and who wouldn't like a fate like that? I'm in what you call a "PC Bang" (where "Bang" is pronounced with the sound of "ah"), or "PC Room" — public access to computers and the internet. Not quite like internet cafes, since there is no coffee here, just computers.
Weird outage yesterday; my hosting provider reset my database and FTP password to something similar the original, but not exactly what it had been. I admit, I was freaking a little. But I'm okay, now. Here's what I wanted to say yesterday, right before I left on my voyage:
Feeling pretty sane today. Each day is a carefully folded origami that I grossly undo through the course of the hours, to see the message inscribed within. A little treasure every day, it would appear. Sometimes I think I can fold it back up again, to see where I started, but it's an exercise in futility; I cannot hope to be able to replicate what the larger voices have crafted. Day by day. Step by step. Note by note. I believe it — I will catch on to the tune.
There's hope. There always is. I'll update if I can, if I'm not having too much fun here.
