Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Russian radio leads me into consciousness. This morning they played a version of Faith by George Michael. Light pours in through the window and there is a perfectly clear sky, nothing like Seoul. I was dreaming that I was taking the SATs again. It had been so long since I had taken a standardized test, I was completely unprepared. I forgot to bring my calculator and I hadn't studied. I want to go back to sleep, but I'm awake. Instead I lie in bed wondering what I'd do with myself everyday if I didn't have to work. I love this place, so much I miss it already. Yet, I'm itching to go back and resettle myself, get something new started. Staying would mean I'd start to fidget.
at 10:49 PM