Let the world know I'm alive. It's been a busy month, so I haven't been able to post very often. But I am now. Relish it. I might not post again until December. A few thoughts in the interim:
Today, it rained. Not the gentle rain that sprinkles down, leaving you nearly untouched. Not the torrential downpours that sting every nerve, letting you know that you're alive. That miserable in between rain that comes down slow and wet. The kind that plops down the back of your shirt, giant drops that soak through and leave an explosion of water where they hit. Not a lovely thing. I don't know where I'm going with this.
I can't decide if doing something every day is really easy or really hard. At some point, it becomes routine, and you just roll with it. But getting to that point is immensely difficult.
Having to share your time makes you value it more.
You may not think it, but your parents are probably incredibly similar to you. Take some time to try and catch them when they're off-duty. You'll find that they're pretty cool people.
Korean is hard.
Hostess is going out of business, and it means absolutely nothing to me. So many things happen, things that may be tragedies to some, and we don't care. That's okay, but it's a strange thought that there are cries of chubby kids across the United States, wailing for their twinkies.
Most people are willing to do things for you if you ask.
Those who point out the faults of others usually have more serious problems.
These points are becoming more and more vague, so I'll draw the line here. Until next time. Peace.
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