Finding my “Seoul”

Great East Gate

Great East Gate

A city is a lot like a lover. In the beginning it seduces you with its charms, its unknown mysteries luring you down its shady corridors. You want to know it, to plume its depths so that it reveals itself, slowly but willingly. And as the initial charm wears off you begin to wonder why in hell you upended your life for such a fickle, at times psychotic, affair. What was exciting becomes annoying, what was fresh is now staid, boring.

That’s into the first few months, an adjustment period when a lot of people entertain thoughts of jumping ship. But then slowly, over time, it begins to reveal itself anew, allowing itself to be known, not because you demand so, but because you’ve accepted it, you’ve found a place in your life for it, and thus are rewarded.

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