turquoise boy

deery-lou.
service. that word has become music to my ears while living in korea. you never know when it's going to pop up. when it does it often comes with a free gift of some sort. today i stopped in at my semi-regular coffee spot, java coffee, on the way to taekwondo. when i went to pay the owner shook his head and said those magic words "service". i smiled and thanked him kindly for my free cup of joe. and like so many other kind jestures in the past this incident wiped out away all the negative feelings i've been having lately. now if only this lingering cold and shortness of breathe would do the same.

be well…