Past Lives

Woah. *There is a word in Korean. In-Yun. It means "providence". Or… "fate". But it’s specifically about relationships between people. I think it comes from Buddhism and reincarnation. It’s an In-Yun if two strangers even walk by each other in the street and their clothes accidentally brush. Because it means there must have been something between them in their past lives. If two people get married, they say it’s because there have been 8,000 layers of In-Yun. Over 8,000 lifetimes. * “I think that’s why I’ve been trying to learn Korean.” “You want to understand me when I’m dreaming?” AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHDJSKAKWKENSNSNSNS ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? All I do in this life is yearn and cry. The mastery of space and pause. A singsong melody of silence that speaks greater volumes than any words. I’m awestruck and tender-hearted by—all of it. I fell in love with the characters, the scenery and almost got misty eyed every time those two kids showed up again. They’re right, we may not be the same people we were with the same dreams and ambitions thought up as kids—but they still exist. I can’t breathe???