Interlude
I suppose I could've put this up at happymascot, but I don't know. It feels like it belongs here. It's kind of amusing how my feeings towards living in Germany and Korea have now become completely opposite of each other. I hated Korea at first, but grew on me and later loved it. Germany on the other hand I loved almost immediately and now... I'm not so sure. There's something very cold and very unfriendly about it that I never really noticed until it started creeping up on me. People smile and laugh and talk about things that make them happy but not of it seems real, almost like everyone is afraid of letting anyone else know if a smile or a laugh is for real. Like hapiness is a secret everyone knows but no one wants to let anyone in on.
Anyway. Now my life here just revolves around work. Even I'm surprised at how much I've let it take over my life. I told myself I'd draw everyday just to have some sort of outlet, but even then the stuff that come out are all... not happy, to put in simple terms.
I am counting the days until I can be again among people who aren't afraid of wearing their hearts on their sleeves. Assuming I live that long, of course. What with the apocalypse and all.