The Lightness of Being

I had to step on the scale before I was allowed to bungee jump. When I converted the weight, I was dismayed to discover I had gained seven pounds since my stay in Korea. Nevertheless, I feel lighter here, despite what the scale tells me. Within the madness of Seoul, I've somehow found peace. God's blessed me with company, and I haven't felt lonely, even when I am alone. This in itself has been the biggest surprise to me. It might have to do with the fact that I was teeth-grittingly determined to enjoy my time here. So, gritting my teeth, I've enjoyed the noisiness, the pollution, the crowds, the smells. Embracing with the good with the bad and the mediocre, the cloak of disillusion and disappointment I've worn for quite awhile now has been shed and hence the feeling of lightness in this city of infinite lights and heavy smog.

Now, speaking of actual weight, I eat ddukbokgi about three times a week. It's a spicy rice cake dish that is made best by street vendors. For one serving, it's a little less than two dollars and it's about the best meal in the world. You also get unlimited broth. A little less ddukbokgi might loosen up the pants a bit, but it'd make my heart very sad.