The New Place
Human Space Parkview Tower

Its small, bright, and mine for now. The warmer weather has made the draft gusting from between the sliding screenless windows much more pleasant. And the traffic at night on the busy street outside my window sounds, if I imagine hard enough, like the surf sliding up and down a nearby shoreline.

Springtime in Seoul has sprung like a lion, hungrily overtaking its wintry prey.

Season changes in Korea don't ease in as they do in the shadows of the Mountains back home - a gradually increasing mean daytime temperature superimposed upon a reduced likelihood of freak blizzards by mid-June.

No, rather here the change is as abrupt as a calendar page flip, so quick as to making it hard to recall how the weather could have been otherwise than what it is today.