On a dawned horizon

Things are gonna change in the last measure of enlightenment. That's the biggest thing about having nothing change at all. It leaves a feeling of near-empty silence that allows for expansion into realms, paradigms, and even towns beyond.

My travels are nearly on the eve of tomorrow, and I'm learning to enjoy the simple time in-between. The quiet hours of myself where I can perceive the ancient wei wu-wei of my favorite person. It's poetic in it's non-poetic nature, it's significant in its insignificant, and it's majestic in its sloppiness.

However, in practical terms there is still the work to be done, and I look forward to this as well. There is a plan that has begun to brew in me for an additional major in International Business. I would probably have to stay an extra year in school, but I believe that I would firstly, enjoy it, and secondly, greatly benefit from it. That's all in another time and place to now though.

For now, there is only a day in this town.

having only text and no images leaves more to the imagination and less to the happenstance occurance that the sudden aesthetic onslaught of buety will captivate anyone and everyone whom is worthy of such an event. But, is any of that worth anything if there is nothing. The risen, the expansion, the emancipation, or the transliteration; they all yeild a result. Is that all that can be said. Surely that is what seems to be the case with all the absences and escapes that are everday occurance.... Nah, it's time to keep goin!

A Variation

   After taking an online test and spending hours trying to make my computer perfect to my taste, I have come to realize some things.  The biggest thing being that the more awesome software I put on the more software I end up taking off towards the end of my frantic optimization.  In relation to the test though, it's entirely too easy to not give a damn about on line classes, but that's why people take them in the first place I guess.

  Also, after some contemplation, I think I will use this blog as a means to let my folks know what I'm up to while I'm in Korea.  It'll be a good way to give me a reason to actually write stuff, and it let them feel better knowing what I'm doing.

On The Road

  I return home after an extended extension in Tampa.  The past week was pretty crazy, and I must say I miss it.  Starting with bringing back the two Harukas back to Tampa and then rolling into evenings with my friends family and days wasting time at USF.  A childish effort to be practical and sign up for gen-eds left me feeling like a drain on my family, and two parties.  One with old friends another with completely new.

  So, I must say that the slower pace of home is all too humbling on the heels of a year in Korea, especially with the new knowledge of it pretty much paying for itself.  The Korean government is apparently looking for anyone to teach English there.  Lucky me?  But I'm getting nowhere quickly, time for more exciting things.

  Parents from the 60's era are hilariously predictable.  Hearing about the "revolution" from a drunk father is nothing short of hysterical.  A drunk man crying for his girlfriend gives me mixed emotions of loneliness and pity.  Random strangers that end up feeling like old friends make good roommates when you need a place to sleep.  Returning home to a family that misses and loves you is a bitter-sweet situation that leaves no one perfectly happy.

  No more boring stories, but I need to find ways to excuse going back up to Tampa, and decide if a girl should be pursued.  Summer classes should be taken care of quickly, but I feel bitterly toward them.  Still, I love the road and I have a lot to look forward to.

  I think I'll just take this thing a day at a time for now.