Today my Korean family took me out for my 23rd birthday.
At first, I was a little confused. My birthday isn't until the end of September and I won't be turning 23. They knew this but had the celebration anyway.
My new room.
Money.
I don't know my address here. I don't even know the names of my Korean parents.
I was really drunk the other night and couldn't find my way home.
I ended up going into the wrong building and tried to get into this one apartment. I think I knew it wasn't the right place but I was so drunk that I tried to get in anyways. I wanted it to be the right place so badly.
Eventually I found my way home. I think I got in at around 4.
Cities at night are magic. The orangeness always seems surreal. If I were a painter, my masterpiece would be of an imposing orange geometrical shape that would force you to meditate on the quality of orangeness.
My new room.
Money.
I don't know my address here. I don't even know the names of my Korean parents.
I was really drunk the other night and couldn't find my way home.
I ended up going into the wrong building and tried to get into this one apartment. I think I knew it wasn't the right place but I was so drunk that I tried to get in anyways. I wanted it to be the right place so badly.
Eventually I found my way home. I think I got in at around 4.
Cities at night are magic. The orangeness always seems surreal. If I were a painter, my masterpiece would be of an imposing orange geometrical shape that would force you to meditate on the quality of orangeness.
2 comments:
Is your cake a hamburger or a mushroom?
I think it was a mushroom but it also might have been a church
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