In this fast paced Seoul, city-goers clastrophobe, I'm a treeplanter of 6 years-rural Africa loving camper, lacking a toenail and a few inches under my soles. Anti-capitalist at heart, though consistently lacking in practice, I connect a little deeper to my "alien" status. "Fake it 'till you make it" could apply but, I just don't care about occupying the mold right now. My anger must mean I'm slightly offended. Anyone that knows me, knows that I'm a doll faced, wine dining city-slicker when I need and want to be. But, I just feel that there is something more naturally mesmerizing to witness in this world than TV, media, advertising, the latest gossip, stocks, fashion, business agendas and technology. I can flirt with it, and do regularly but, there is something essentially soothing and fulfilling about the removal of all such things; being left with nothing but, fireside chats on morals and philosophy, and the comic creativity that comes when being without artificial stimulus. Having a man look into my unpainted eyes, exposed and open about what's important to me just makes sense. An exquisite world evolves when one stops trying to be connected to something material and truly checks in with oneself and the world around them. I know my ego is getting a work out as I type but, lets all try to find a more accurately descriptive word than "bush woman" and I'll try harder to not see your needs and desires as weaknesses.
I am now going to try to break this cycle of "you see me as weird so I'm going to separate myself and see you as weird and lame" and happily get back to my K-pop education.
I am now going to try to break this cycle of "you see me as weird so I'm going to separate myself and see you as weird and lame" and happily get back to my K-pop education.
