Thoughts & Drabbles

I stood in my tiny little kitchen with the leaky sink, making pour over coffee into the mug I painted on a field trip in Seoul two years ago, in an apartment in an small city crescented by mountains that overlooks the ocean on the southern coast of Korea, and then suddenly thought:

How odd that I ended up here. How unexpectedly routine. How serendipitous. How unbelievable.

How lucky.

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