Verkhovensky’s Internals

It’s been about five months now that I’ve showered in the dark…

I can’t express much joy at the moment. I’ve just signed on for another six months at my present teaching gig. The money’s okay and this is Seoul, so I’m not without spectacle. One close friend has now shacked up in China, but another has just arrived, so again, not a problem on that front. I’ve got hobbies to keep me busy, as well as a vague sense of ambition. I’m not unhappy, but - joyless.

Where is that vibrant hierarchy of high values that sustained me with such fortitude? I wasn’t prepared for the absence of struggle, nor this confrontation with dull security.

At least I’ve light in the toilet, which is more than many. So - here’s to fewer shaving cuts.

Via Fail Blog.

It was the Buddha’s birthday. Monks were dancing in the streets. For a single day, the migrant workers from Buddhist countries were treated with respect and honored with a parade.

I spent a pleasant weekend at the beach, somewhere on the West coast of Korea.

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 I used to have this doll as a child. Always loved it.