It's the Simple Things

When spring did it's thang and finally came around in Korea, I was so delighted to walk around campus with its cherry blossom trees. Their aesthetic doesn't leave anything to be desired. But, I genuinely felt pain thinking about how much I missed the spring's lilacs--something about the crisp, sweet smell that literally brings a smile to my face, every time.

I liken it to the fact that there were a bunch outside my grandparents' house where I grew up playing kick the can and running through the sprinklers. I had a rainbow bathing-suit, yellow jelly shoes, and bangs of course, and loved hiding between the lilacs and the old rail-wheel.

And in graduate school, my last was the smallest bedroom I've ever been in, but had 2 VIP windows cornering my bed; and there were lilacs all over the backyard, making my favorite pastime napping. One who knows me would say my memory is less than stellar, but I will always remember spectacular napping.

Anyway, I got the best night of sleep I've gotten since I got to Korea last night. Window open, breeze coming through, and...