Wonderful moments abound on some weekends:
- Trying the 참치 찌개 (tuna kimchi stew) that Lime made one morning to find it was absolutely delicious, wonderful, great. A perfect way to start the day, especially because I didn’t have to lie to her about how good it was… she’d gotten me worried but it was a great, great meal.
- Seeing my friend Nick get married. It was, I am certain, the happiest day of his life, and while I don’t know him that well, some of his happiness infected me. Too bad I forgot my camera, it really was quite lovely. Ah well.
- Watching the second half of Kill Bill Vol. 2 unfoldor, rather, slashts way across the screen in all of its bloody, magnificent glory.
- Meeting Lime on Sunday night, not for very long, just long enough to have a coffee and get infected with joy again.
- Cycling home in the dark with four or five kilos of kimchi strapped to the back of my bicycle. I am not kidding. Lime has a very kind friend who, knowing I was a foreign unmarried man, felt very sorry for me and presented Lime with a massive dietary supplement for me: 물 김치, 배추 김치, 갯잎 김치, and 된장 (I am sure there are spelling errors, so those are water-kimchi, cabbage kimchi, sesame leaf kimchi, and fermented soybean paste, respectively). Pushing the pedals through the dark, feeling this precious load weighing down my bicycle, was absolutely wonderful.
- Pausing at the end of the bridge, waiting for the light to change, and seeing the skyline reflected in the “river” (it’s more of a creek, but anyway). I thought of photographing it, but then just savoured it instead. I’ll snap it next time, I thought to myself.
- Sitting on my floor with a book in hand and absolutely nothing else to do.
- Realizing how I can re-structure my novel losing very little of the story, but telling it more effectively in a shorter amount of time.
- Writing a little piece for a friend’s blog, and realizing that yes, I need to sit down Monday night and hammer out two pieces of writing: one on moral philosophy (specifically the implications of compassion) and one on the outsourcing controversya draft of the essay I’ll submit to the Shell/Economist contest.