It came upon us like an elephant lumbering
And we ignored it like the elephant in the room
And now—long before you are gone—
I miss you already.
What more there is to you–
beyond the veil of this Korean affair
with all its intensities and countdowns–
I can only surmise.
Though I wrote the above to try and capture all of the friendships I have made while out here, it was written a few weeks ago when the impending departure of Janine loomed too large to ignore any more. It will do well enough not to belabor the point. I will only say that in my time with Janine, I found a sense of home: comfort and contentment in that she allowed me to be myself at all times, as a good friend will do. Is there really ever any other way to be? And it’s not as bad as it may seem. Sure, I am a little sad, but I think I will see her (and any other person I meet out here who is worth a damn) again.