Some nights I sink into sleep, fitfully like a child haunted by the dark. The wet cloud of days past hangs over my head but dreams eventually pull me in. When morning comes — yellow and alive — I sometimes throw the sheets over my face and roll over into another blissful dream. But sweet dreams come to an end when the glare of a new day seeps beneath my eyelids and swallows the images that creep across my mind.
I feel like I’ve been in a long wistful dream for the past few weeks. I’ve been floating towards the East, discovering South Korean: the spicy tang of kimchi, the lull of Hangul… I can’t quite explain my fascination with this place and the world it has awakened in me. Blame it on a drama series I discovered while researching TV programming topics for an article I needed to write at work.
I saw an article that mentioned a Korean drama called “My Love from the Stars” which was having an extreme effect on Chinese fans. Viewers were so obsessed with the show that they begged their bosses for a day off to watch the finale; some women dumped their boyfriends because those men were far too inferior when compared to the show’s leading male. Other effects were even more startling.
After reading about the series, I decided to write an article about it so I watched the first couple episodes. I was hooked. I absolutely loved the series. Won’t say anything more though since I’ve already written about it here. A few episodes led to 21, then I was off to watch another series called “The Moon Embraces the Sun”.
Yesterday while at church I really reviewed the past few weeks and determined that I could spend my time much better. I mean, watching a few TV shows isn’t a problem but it’s the balance that I lack. When’s the last time I read a book, or took a long soul-searching walk? When’s the last time I spent some quality time with Greg without going on and on and on about the new Korean word I learned?
Thankfully, I’m now under control. At least for the past three days. I’m participating in an online poetry course from the University of Iowa so that ought to keep me busy. I’m looking forward to six weeks of honing my craft, meeting writers across the globe and developing a habit of daily writing. Since more than 3,000 writers signed up, I’ll be reading enough poetry to keep me busy. Best of all, the course is free! What’s there to lose?
Apart from writing poetry and resisting the urge to watch another K-drama, I’ll be doing some more family history with my grandma. It’s been two months since my last discovery. Grandma promised to show me some funeral programs and we’ll also be searching records online as well as adding more information to our family tree. Hopefully I’ll get to see a picture of my great-grandfather, John Costa, for the first time.
I’m looking forward to a more productive summer. Oh, and did I tell you that my birthday was two weeks ago? Greg cooked a scrumptious curry mutton meal and gave me a jewellery box which he made. We kept it simple – just how I like it.
P.S. I think I’m gonna try to learn Korean, at least basic basic Korean. I don’t think I can do without some aspect of the culture without suffering serious withdrawal symptoms. Just discovered some resources from a language learning site called Memrise. We’ll see how that goes.