This is an aphorism from my aphorism book.
업은 아기 삼년 찾는다
eop·eun a·gi sam·nyeon chat·neun·da
carry-on-back-PRESPART baby three-years search-PRES
[Like] looking for three years for the baby one is carrying on one’s back.
This is about the same as “cannot see the forest for the trees” but also is about that tendency we have to look for things we already are holding, as when I’m looking for my glasses while wearing them.
Unrelatedly, what I’m listening to right now.
Smashing Pumpkins, “Disarm.” Michelle hated the Smashing Pumpkins, yet this song is strongly associated in my memory with our first full year together, because it was on the radio constantly during my drives to work (at UPS in Northeast Minneapolis) or class (at the Univ. of Minnesota).
[daily log (1100 pm): walking, 1 km – everything was so slippery, so I gave up on my walk]