Can't sleep.
Music track stuck in my head, by Norwegian techno group from the top of the world (Tromsø), Röyksopp. The track, entitled "You Don't Have a Clue" (album "Junior"), I would describe the sound as: "ABBA goes to an all-nite rave, somewhere in a cave, tucks away a tab or two of x, and gets lost in itself. Forever."
I like being in Seoul, the city stimulates my creativity. My mind feels far-ranging and vast. But unfocused. I bought books today. I'm already restless to be back home in pitiful Glory County. It's not that I like it better there than here, it's that I'm really becoming a homebody, these days. Needing that feeling of stability or something, maybe.