i dreamed i was in my apartment. my sister had dropped by to visit, which surreal because i doubt she would do that. some karma coworkers were there. . . it was almost like a little dinner party, but awkward because my apartment was so small.
grace got up and said she had to go, but leaving, she stopped in the hall and looked terrified, she was looking into my bathroom. we asked what was wrong.
she said someone was in there. i got up to look. as i looked, a woman came out, with blond hair but in korean traditional dress. a stranger.
“who. . . ?” i began to ask. the woman merely pushed past, wordlessly. she went out the door and left.
i looked in the bathroom. just as i did, another person came out. an american soldier in fatigues, african american, he resembled one of my old sergeants. he too left wordlessly.
soon a flood of people were coming out, like a crowded subway passage.
grace said they were ghosts.
my sister wanted to know what was wrong with this place.
i woke up. it was 3 am. after today, i have five day holiday then four more sessions.
Day: September 16, 2013
Caveat: Ham! … no, psych: Harmonilan
I took a walk and stopped by work – truly only stopped by, I didn’t do anything there except talk to Curt for about 10 minutes, and not about work stuff. I received my Chuseok gift set: ham!
Korean workplaces have a custom of giving some type of gift to each employee as part of the Chuseok (Korean Thanksgiving) season, and last year and this year KarmaPlus is giving ham gift sets. Not spam, but the classier ham.
It looks like this – a box with “hand made” hams and some condiments, in a little carrying case. Koreans love packaging.
There is a little note with a poem attached.
But.
I can’t eat ham – not right now, anyway. I took a picture of my breakfast earlier this morning.
Mmm.
What I’m listening to right now.
Ingrid Michaelson, “Blood Brothers.” The video is pretty interesting, too.
[daily log: walking, 6.5 km]
