September first begins in KSU. Then sleep at 6am. For lunch, we go to Santo Taco. We eat a burrito and a chimichanga while we people-watch over an intersection of a pedestrian zone in Seomyeon. We drink fruity corona drinks and fill ourselves.
We take a bus to E’s home in the hills of Sajik. I wait for her to pack her things and I read about the missoula floods and imagine being a witness to one and how terrible and colossal it would have been. At home I continue working on the application for Fondart grant and studying the Korean language.