It's been about a month since I've been in Korea and I realized today that for the first time in my life I am loving every moment being away from home. It's a thrilling feeling and I actually don't feel the urge to have to frame it in an expression so others can know about it--I'm content with just holding the formless rush of happiness within the borders of my own understanding.

I failed to write about my internship in my last entry. I've already told some of you this via email or chat: working with PSCORE is everything I dreamed that it would be--a small but ambitious NGO, in a small stuffy office space, with endless things that need to get done but of course, not enough people for all of it, requiring all of us to be flexible and creative. I've met some of the most unique and passionate people along the way (both Korean students and foreigners living in Korea) who've helped me become more certain about things I've always been hesitant about.

I know I'm being a little vague right now, and not being clear about what exactly I've been doing at my internship. But I hope you'll be understanding because I just returned from an exhaustingly surreal weekend. Everything I've been working on for the past three weeks with PSCORE was all for the sake making the past three days actually happen, and I can't believe it already...well...happened. To simply summarize how I've been doing so far: I've never worked so hard, played so hard, thought so hard, and fought so hard with myself to listen to everything and everyone around me ever in my life. I've been trying to figure out how to digest my weekend all day and I found my thoughts resembling chords rather than words. And I have this fear right now that if I try to write out everything I've been doing up to this point, my readers might make it out to be much less than how much I cherish the experience. Everyone has their collection of surreal moments, and often times people taint the value of it by trying to articulate everything, only ending up failing to do it justice. I'd like to leave mine unexposed and sheltered from the judgement of others for now.

I can't even put up pictures from the weekend because no one was allowed to bring cameras, for the safety of the North Korean defectors.

I promise I'll put up some exciting pictures in my next entry :)

Love,

Rachel