Path Of The Wind

Part 2:《Down town》

Eunseo

Chungju (충주), 6 A.M

While fresh flowers were made to admire, an unconditional and undying sentiment may just be found in those preserved ones, like the one pressed between the pages of the old books I had and that later served as a bookmark for the book I was currently reading, titled The white book written by Kang Han.

I closed the book and got off the train faster than light, Chungju was the last station before the train head back to Seoul again.

The random quote from page 26 I read before closing the book got me thinking a lot《the boundaries that separate old from new, the seams bearing witness to the destruction, lie conspicuously exposed》.

And while I was lost in those thoughts I bumped into a few people who gave me dirty looks, I lacked so much spacial awareness around people who didn't care to dodge either.

I lifted my gaze from the ground and looked everywhere like some sort of tourist who landed on some exotic island for vacation, trying to fill my eyes with pretty things, new things except it wasn't new.

It was pretty much the same, I came to realize that what I left behind wasn't washed out by time, because five years weren't may be enough for a change.

Every narrow street made out of sleek stone, and formed out of parallel walls of so many houses stripped out of architecture was still etched in my mind like a treasure map.

All those undiscovered corners I hid in when I was a kid were frequently visited at times when my friends decided to play hide and seek, the game that I still kept on playing as I've grown old.

Seoul was much like a maze of distractions rather than a temple of my dreams, it was an admiration that didn't last long.

I traded precious people, with some superficial love, empty opportunities, and nothing else worth looking back at.

I was happy to come back again, to see my mom's beautiful face after so long, so it didn't matter how mad I was anymore, the decision she made one year ago became now very much acceptable.

And having someone else other than dad is what she chooses.

For a little girl who only had to spend ten years of her life with her dad, I still couldn't show any joy for mom's decision nor keep on hating that forever.

The fact of having a stepfather was something absolutely meaningless and completely out of need, but on the other hand, mom needed someone who takes good care of her when I didn't.

Dragging my suitcase behind me, I heard nothing but the sound of the battling tiny rollers against the rough road while walking my way back home.

The wooded door we had before was now rougher than cement and had a golden phrase that says " welcome", but I didn't feel the way it was written when I was clearly not a stranger. Pressing the tiny button beside the door it took a few minutes for it to get opened by a guy in his late thirties.

Right after bowing in front of him, his round eyes scanned me within a few seconds and I found myself pressed into his chest:" welcome back Eunseo, you look just like your Mom hae young " speechless, I couldn't mutter a word just because how awkward the moment was, but luckily he started calling mom right away:" honey? honey? Look what we have here "

He dragged me inside and locked the door behind which kinda shocked me at how spontaneous he was, something in him was off, simply because he acted, unlike most Koreans who usually aren't open to strangers.

:" wait a second she is probably sleeping " he used his one finger to show the time, but before he went to call her, I just walked past him and break through their now-called "private room" just for him to understand that I remain the young lady of this house.

:" Mom " I called her but froze on the spot when I saw her wearing a bathrobe.

:" umm, here she is " heavy big hands rested upon my shoulder and they probably belong to him.

:" o-ooh, Eunseo, honey " a disappointed frown she gave to the person behind me and I could understand that mom was trying to hide the fact they had intercourse in the early morning the thought of me breaking his hands came first since he had his hand on me.

:" mom I will be making you breakfast while you get ready !" I managed to show a weak smile before I left them whisperingly bickering about the situation.

An hour later we rounded the small table and were about to eat the three of us but before that, the guy and mom held each other hands and chanted some stuff I didn't get but definitely succeeded to disturb me.

Uncertain if it had to do with some sort of religion, it wasn't something I would encourage doing just because I had a religious friend.

The fear of those incomprehensible things was probably the most difficult barrier to why we distance ourselves from them.

With every minute the surrounding atmosphere was getting heavier with so many feelings that I couldn't speak them up, but instead, I ignored how it felt and just left to my room where I found it more peaceful than how messy everything else was.

I opened my eyes and saw the hanged dream catcher dancing along with the fresh breeze.

Mine was purple.

Mirae had the pink one.

And Adem had the blue one.

For each friend I had, a dream they wanted to achieve back then.

I couldn't stop thinking of them nor stop feeling sorry because I've cut contact with them since I left when we had a friendship of ten years in the town we grew u living.

I called Mirae but she hung on me, and for Adem, he made a little bit more effort and texted back: " I am busy ".

I didn't have the right to feel hurt by that because it was my fault from the start, but I just realized that the count of blessings I did from when I was little using those tiny fingers of my hands was still decreasing in my twenty-three.

Once I thought there was nothing more to lose.

It was the old sweet life that I wanted back.

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It seems like this is not gonna end, I am mostly trying to make time to write, and I decided that it's gonna be the 20 min ride I take daily from work to the house, hopefully, I'll be able to squeeze some words out :p.

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