Just this instant, coming back from my last class of a very busy day (Wednesday is currently my busiest schedule), a former middle school student was visiting – he's 11th grade now and he seems vaguely "broken" – in the broken-spirited way that high school students so often seem.
I felt a little bit sad – and he was feeling sad for me having heard about my cancer. So we commiserated, briefly. I think that Korean students often project that "broken" feeling – it's similar to soldiers in the midst of boot camp, maybe.
Well, anyway. It's nice to see former students.
[daily log: walking, 5 km]