Soojung,

Yesterday I was crying my eyes out and now today I can't stop smiling all of a sudden. I think it's maybe because I found your favorite candy on the pocket of my trench coat? That certain sour candy you always boast around to the kids on the neighboring block whenever they'd argue about the kinds of candies they had. Life is funny that way. One day death seems to be like an option and the next, life seems to be the greatest thing. You just gotta hang in there hm?

I'm by the Han river now. And sometimes, I'd like to think you are that cloud I rest my head to. Soft, fragile, a pillow. That's you. And sometimes I think you are a storm cloud. And I am struck by your lightning as I cry out like thunder. Frightening, dark. That's you. I never want to think about how scared you are right now. But it just came. And I remember how you'd call me everytime a storm hits up. Your voice would tremble and you'd blab about how much you hate the cold and the loud. But I think you are a storm...with skin.

And soojung, I wonder why you always remind me to never look up the sun. And I always follow to that. But today, curiousity gets the better of me. And so I did. And in that second I was blinded by the light. Clueless of everything else and left only with the noise of my heavy breathing and wild heart beating.

And now I know why,