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It’s two o’clock in the afternoon and I’m lounging around my apartment in my pajamas, eating Nutella by the spoonful out of the jar, surfing the web, and listening to Johnny Cash sing his heart out about a place called Folsom Prison. Of course I have to wonder if I should be doing something a little more productive with my free time, but I suppose that would defeat the purpose of actually having free time, wouldn’t it? I don’t really want to be doing anything else at the moment and since it’s my free time, I’m free to do what I want, right?

It's been far too long since I've updated this blog of mine (sorry Mom), but I think there is a good reason for it: I don’t have a whole lot to say. It isn't the lack of interesting life-details that keeps me from posting here so much as it is the lack of patience to actually think them through and regurgitate them for your viewing pleasure. And, of course, there is always an element of inhibition that comes with writing about my life on the World Wide Web. It isn't at all private, which I realize is kind of the point, but it's slightly inhibiting all the same. The small fear of sounding ridiculous or being prematurely judged based on my words haunts me occasionally and keeps me from honestly spilling my thoughts here in their purest form. And so, I sincerely hope you can be satisfied with the relatively superficial words that I manage to crank out onto these virtual pages from time to time.

And what should I tell you? I have been to Seoul twice in the past three weeks, and both occasions are entirely notable. The first-mentioned trip was a weekend-getaway to attend the 9th Annual International Women’s Film Festival and to do some exploring in Korea’s enormous capital. After watching a few great, thought-provoking movies, dining at many tasty restaurants that represented many different ethnicities, wandering the streets of a culturally diverse part of town, and shopping at a real, honest-to-goodness English bookstore (the highlight, hands down), I left the “big city” as one very satisfied woman. There also happened to be an Andy Warhol exhibit in Itaewon that I managed to catch a glimpse of and love.

My second aforementioned trip to Seoul occurred only yesterday as a one-day trip which, consequently, left me feeling utterly exhausted today. It was well worth any agony it may have caused me, however, because the purpose of this particular trip was to see Cirque Du Soleil. Prior to my Cirque Du Soleil experience, some of my friends described the show to me as “magical”, and although I had to give them credit for actually having the guts to use such a word seriously, I thought it was cheesy just the same. But after seeing it with my own eyes, I can honestly tell you that “magical” really is the only word for it. I would attempt describing it to you, but I’m pretty sure my words wouldn’t do the show an ounce of justice. And so I’ll leave it to your imagination and strongly encourage you to see it for yourself if ever given the opportunity. I admit that it is obscenely expensive, but if you make it a once-in-a-lifetime thing, it’s worth it (that’s what I keep telling myself, anyway).

OK, I realize I’ve barely given a proper update here, but this has already turned into a long-read, and I really should get out of my pajamas and out of my apartment before the day is gone to waste. Maybe I’ll be better about giving more regular and concise updates in the future… but probably not. Whatever the case, have a nice day and please leave a comment.