What I mean is, I grew up accustomed to being silent and not speak much. But when I do speak, unless I have a clear thought and a calm emotional condition, I bound up blabbering away some gibberish which I never intended in the first place.

Could it be the result of my childhood deprivation of good listening ears? I hate wasting words. I hate losing ( Read more... )

한국어를 쓰면 나의 생각들이 마치 다른 "악기" 로 전파 되는 것같다. 그렇다면, 영어는 또다른 악기인 셈이다 ( Read more... )

I am afraid that I may lose one by gaining another ( Read more... )

Imagine a water, the one that sustains all life. And then imagine a goodness, something that adds beauty and joy to the life. Imagine that the two unites, inseparable, and when it comes, it comes in a gentle, glowing drizzle, refreshingly cool and relieving to a dried, dying soul.

Here is a thought: something good and life-giving, such as hope, ( Read more... )