Saturday was graced with wonderful weather. On such a beautiful day I decided to head out to the park with Saerom. Firstly we walked along the riverbank watching the fish jumping out of the water and fighting against the fast moving streams. I hadn’t seen such big fish for a while. It brought a smile to my face.

The park itself was rather large and aptly named Central Park. One area of the park was heavily forested. The sunlight cracked through the trees which created for a very enchanting atmosphere. Families were sat eating their picnics and enjoying quality time together. Elsewhere in the park a lake had some interesting fountains shooting water in all sorts of directions, koi carp fought for the scrapes of food children were throwing to them, the spring flowers were out in bloom, and a cool breeze took the edge off the harsh sun. Saerom and myself surrendered to the captivating atmosphere and after taking some photos relaxed together. It felt nice to spend a day without worrying about anything and enjoying someone’s company.

More photos.

Around 9am I woke up on the floor. The previous night I had returned home to find my bed in use my some dark shape. I dared not to disturb it and reluctantly settled for some Korean style bedding laid out on my worn in floor boards.

The first thing I think of when I wake up is usually of the dream I just had. I sometimes dream vividly and go to places I didn’t know I could even think of. Last night I was floating between countries. I was lost in some parallel between Korea and Wales. The people who walked by seemed as lost as I did. A few times I thought about approaching them to ask them exactly where the hell I was but I couldn’t work up the courage and didn’t seem to be walking by myself anyways. So there I was, walking a world I’d never seen before, looking at things that didn’t make sense, and wondering if I was ever going to wake up. Of course I did wake up. The harsh morning sunlight made sure of that.

Even though I’d slept for a good seven hours, my body felt heavy and my eyes would barely open. These days this is a common occurrence. I guess eating years as if they were months isn’t helping me much. When I did manage to rise I fell into my usual routine of putting some coffee on to brew while I washed up and shaved.

I had intended to head to the gym but the mission of a run I had completed yesterday had worn on my legs. I decided against heading out into the morning and stayed home browsing through movies I’ve recently downloaded while being pleasantly distracted by the odd message from Serom. I do like the odd pleasant distraction. Actually I’m being distracted right now. It’s not Serom or another person for that matter. But the importance of the distraction is that I will stop writing this entry now.