Another week completed at school–halfway complete with the speaking tests.
Ling and I splurged and bought an expensive movie ticket–almost double–to see the newest Hunger Games in a special theater of super-comfortable reclining love seats. It was luxurious and the most comfortable theater experience I’ve ever had. I was transported and often forgot I was in a theater, mistaking it for watching a movie while laying on a couch at home. It was a fun novelty, but part of the allure of a movie theater is the shared experience is offers with other viewers. Everything is heightened when you see the whole theater light up a crowd sharing in the emotions of the movie. This luxurious one was small, only enough room for a dozen couples or so. It’s more comfortable and fun to share with a significant other, but not the traditional movie experience. There was even a VIP lounge to wait in before the movies, like we were flying first class in a the theater…lest the great unwashed sully our eyes before the movie.
Ling is flying to China for a wedding so I saw her off at the airport. A war raged within me: do I meet friends and be social, an activity I am sluggish to jump into but am always happy I do, or give the jail keys to the Warden of my Mental Prison, becoming an inmate of Netflix and bad food? Well, luckily I met Colin and Hayeong in Seoul for a fantastic time of lunch and bullshitting with beer. Colin and I left Seoul and returned to Incheon to carry on our party at the local pub and some poor food choices I have chosen to redact out of shame.
The best kind of friends are ones in which passing 8+ hours is a simple matter of bullshitting about nothing and everything, and the topics just seem endless.
Hard to see because the comfort is like a black hole, sucking in all light around it.