Last week's bitter cold and Saturday's snow are transformed, by a hazy weekend, into one-degree rain. Typical Korean weather, I suppose: precipitation from the south, and so it's generally a warming trend.
I got not much. Feeling exhausted from last week, but this week has stumbled up upon my doorstep, demanding attention. So …
What I'm listening to right now.
Gorillaz, "On Melancholy Hill." Like so many great songs, I suspect this one was written on heroin. Such is life.
Lyrics
Up on melancholy hill
There's a plastic tree
Are you here with me?
Just looking out on the day
Of another dream
Well you can't get what you want
But you can get me
So let's stand and see, love
Cause you are my medicine
When you're close to me
When you're close to me
So call in the submarine
Round the world we'll go
Does anybody know, love
If we're looking out on the day
Of another dream
If you can't get what you want
Then come with me
Up on melancholy hill
Sits a manatee, love
Just looking out for the day
When you're close to me
When you're close to me
When you're close to me
[daily log: walking, 7km]