exploration

Now that my 3rd year of college has come to an end, I'm feeling antsy about what to do next.  I've suddenly quit feeling exasperated about the seemingly pointless aspects of life and about what life has to (or fails to) offer.  I still have no idea as to what I want to be when I grow up, but I am becoming more open about exploring the unusual and thinking off the beaten path.

I think it's rare that we really find what we are truly passionate about and the perfect outlet for it.  Yet we don't realize this.  We are surrounded by success stories projected onto us through media, through word of mouth, through textbooks and feel pressured to do as they do.

Maybe we aren't supposed to be finding the perfect environment in which to settle.  Maybe there is so much unhappiness because we are never happy with where we have settled.  But perhaps the point of our living is to constantly partake in the act of exploration itself.

quit it

My body is rebelling.

craving

All I want is a big bowl of my grandma's miyeok guk.

Instead, I'm sitting here eating peachy-os.

re:

I gravitate towards The Bigger Picture.

I easily lose interest once conversation turns into the nitty gritty details of What and When, getting caught up in the crisscrossing of conflicting technicalities.

I want to understand the How of its origin, the Why of why it is what it is.

There is always a need to fully step back to reevaluate and recontextualize, to refresh.