twenty4. seattle. medium tall. thinker, dreamer. writing & photography hobbyist. believes in heaven and the living God. can be found on beaches, museums, playgrounds, malls, markets,... but mostly at home. expert bargain hunter, excellent secret-keeper, movie fanatic, tv show addict, & food devourer. sometimes a bad friend, but a good listener. iced vanilla lattes. frank lloyd wright. dr seuss. serious sweet-tooth: cotton candy & haribo-anything. big city girl stuck in a small city world. always wants to make sense of the things that don't make sense. flawed to the core but she is loved. the 1 corinthians 13 kind of love.
Deep in my Seoul.
In a city like Seoul, I found that the experience one has is incredibly different depending on whether one is alone or with friends.
When you are alone, you look around and see everyone paired up or in groups and you suddenly find yourself feeling lonely and isolated… even when you’re sitting in a crowded bus, subway, or coffee shop. There are noises all around you but, there you are, inside your mind wondering why you are the only one alone. On the other hand, the synergy created when you travel with friends goes through the roof and everyday you wonder if this was the best day you have ever had.
I love dichotomies.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
