Sometime we feel alone, because we associate love as the only love happened between two people a man and a woman.

Tonite, however, God has sent a girl the answer of real love.

A man whom patronage outside a house.
A woman whom cannot sleep, sitting on the living room. They were waiting a 23 years old woman, to came back from her work, a press event.

As the girl get-off from her car, she saw these relieved faces. She does, she has it, all the love in the world.

What's about the Fuss "Long Distance Relationship"?

A random thoughts about you.. on my way back home from a long shift, on a highway.

Recently, I am just too familiar with "come and go", "staying and leaving", distance..."far and near"... time differencies...jetlag...good night alongside a good morning.

Some days back then, I wish for this kind of relationship, when I found freedom at the same time love to keep. A love without chain. When trust is everything.

Nope. That doesn't work that way.
It is beautiful, and beautifully hurts.

The need to be together.
The real support, a hug, a holding hands....The existence...to prove that he is real.

I think again, maybe it is the struggle that made all worth.
and the hardship that made "US" means so much, more than "YOU" or "ME".

and it is beautiful to have someone you long for...
someone that waiting for you to come home.

Marry the night

That night...

Lay in his arm, I begin to let out all my curiosity

Those questions inside my head about the land....the sea...he lives in

His tone so bright, answering my questions

A little bit tired...I know hidden somewhere in his voice

He plays with my hair still.

 and I begin to ask him...

Me:"When will the people usually get married?"

He: "Women, 27/28yo, still considered young. Men...above 30? My brother just recently married at 36"

Me:"The people not marrying foreigner, is that true?"

He:"What? Where you hear this from? Of course we do. It is just a little percentage of us, whom still consider it as taboo"

I smile.

He looks a little confused.

That was my all time favourite convo.

That was the time, I knew, it's hard to leave.

When finally, Seoul.

End of February 2015 when I finally get to the city I dreamed of, Seoul, South Korea.  As you can see my sincere confession years back here: Blogpost: Why,Seoul? (2011) .

Some people dream of New York City, Los Angeles, Ibiza and all.  It's not that I didn't want to go there, I do. Just somehow, long before, Seoul really had me at heart. I love how Seoul looks, even more in love after I finally get there. All too well.

2015, is really the year I planned to visit.  November 2015, when all the leaves turns red and orange, falling to the ground and keeping the wood alive, when I (hopefully) finishes my thesis, freshly graduated. I will stay in Seoul for a month.

But... you know that God always had a plan for you....whether you like it or not.
My job flew me to Seoul earlier, in the end of cold winter.

I'm happy but happy but then again confused about what to do with my plan - then my inner Saggitarius really shows me that "go ahead and have fun!"

Long story short, I am staying in Seoul for a week and for me that was short but literally try everything I wanna try there, like- very statisfied.  I love the city and the ambience, mixture of traditional and modern. I love the food, I love the people. I'm in love.

Lastly, I think I met a prince charming there, someone I consider cool enough to be an oppa, whom treats me like one of those K-Drama :)

Seoul, short and sweet. A very remarkable one.
I will definitely coming back again, for another adventure and to find the missing piece I left to that someone.

Au Revoir, Seoul Soul! xx