Yu-hu!

I was secretly excited all day. My body felt the spring, it remembered all the lost sensations. Old melodies kept flowing out. And I almost cried remembering those special moments.. On the bus on a picnic day, singing Korean pop songs. Writing a stupid poem about horse for my high school crush. The touch of grass on my inner skin while peeing in the woods. Golden waves of rice field in the fall. My heart explodes with those old feelings! The night air smells wine, it is crisp and ancient. The memory of snow is sweet on a passing winter day. Smell of spring grass... So friendly...... Smell of earth, mother earth.. On a day of collecting frog eggs. The soft embrace of wetness on my legs. That smell of frog eggs... So honest....
This is why I have to have a karaoke on my basement!

Buddhist ceremony for my mom's shop