I have two umbrellas.
I have one because I bought it when it was raining, and I needed it. The other one I bought because I forgot where I put the first one, and it was raining again. I found the first one again right after I bought the second one.
Nothing ever really goes away. Especially once you decide you don't need it(them?) anymore.
What else is new because I don't remember the first time?
I ate chicken with 예슬 after work. She said that she wanted to eat chicken yesterday, but there was no one to eat it with. I ate chicken yesterday. Alone isn't my problem right now.
Is it bad luck or poor choices that make us dissatisfied? I could make a case for either. I'm not sure which I hope it could be. Were everything the result of my choices, I could change anything I wanted, couldn't I? On the other hand, if everything were left to fate, then I could relax for once. The loss of freedom comes with a certain amount of peace. It's called acceptance. Since everything is unknown, I find myself both alert and unchanged.
Maybe I knew the answer once and I just forgot. I know about forgetfullness. I have two umbrellas.
Spicy food gives me the hiccups. She only knows one remedy. I can think of at least 8. I'm kind of jealous of her.
I learned about these Korean birds that everyone hates. They were once a symbol of prosperity.
"In the old days, they were very, um...uncommon thing, but these days, they are everywhere, and they are fat."
"Are they still a symbol of prosperity?"
"Not anymore. Why?"
I guess we always assumed that success was a good thing. Here another season has changed, and it's spring. Once, I needed a jacket, and now it's an umbrella.
I also have two jackets.
I learned the Korean word for squirrel, but I forgot it. I have to draw diagrams sometimes just to prove that I know what she's talking about.
"Where did you learn to draw like that? Academy?"
"No, I just look at things for a long time."
I've been looking, but it still seems like I don't know which way I'm going. It's late and it's starting to rain again.
예슬 forgot her umbrella.
"That's okay," I tell her. "I have two."
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