The Journey to the stars

November 29, 1922

November 29, 1922 

Wednesday, 10:34 pm

Dear diary,

The days are quick here, but they seem long. I am not sure how to put my emotions into words, maybe I am getting homesick. How much beauty is being unraveled in front of my eyes every morning, yet I still miss my home? It's a pity only a few get to see nature in its extreme forms. Maybe we are not yet ready to accept it in its raw form when mother earth has embraced us trillions of years ago. No matter how much mankind grows it can never grow a heart as big as nature. Funny it took me twenty-four years to realize it. We had been keeping track of resources today, marking the bottle of water we have brought for the days ahead. Back home I had never thought what it would have been like to live in a world where I will have to think about how to get water for the day. How terrifying to even think? Taehyung says those days aren't far. Maybe they aren't. Today we were indoors most of the time, time passes quickly when we are talking. He appeared to be a person hard to have a conversation with, but now it seems he is a person of deep emotions, perhaps too deep that he is afraid anyone will understand him. He talks fondly of nature and the sky, it fascinates me. "Water, water everywhere but not a drop to drink '' he recited. He read those lines in his 5th grade, never understood what it meant at the time but those lines stuck with him ever since, he said. Some things just make sense as we grow. It was a poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. He has quite a liking for poetry, the more I know about him the more he becomes a mystery and I have heard mystery is best unrevieled

Night