The saying "hanging by a thread" applies to situations such as these, for one's grip can only be sustained for so long. Continuous challenges without adequate moments of rest, recovery, and happiness inevitably lead to one's regrettably predictable demise.
Being "depressed" would be an understatement given the latest state of affairs. I'm merely living a nightmare that won't end - a reality where even fitful dreams are better than awaking to see another work day.
Similar to the soul-sucking days of consulting, those in my surroundings have strived to show support during these times. Whether listening to my ceaseless rants, dissecting dilemmas that have somehow plagued me, and just interacting with me in a way that shows appreciation and acknowledgement, I am deeply grateful for it all. It's nice to know that humanity exists in this world, even if not within my immediate team.
I learned that Tim's Chai Oat Latte was far superior to their London Fog with Oat Milk. Their Double Chocolate Donut was much better than their Chocolate Glazed and much, much better than Chocolate Dip. It was also discovered that not all menu items were eligible to earn "rolls".
I still arrived about ten minutes late, though the instructor was, thankfully, very friendly and lenient on latecomers.
Bringing earplugs was the correct decision. Having experienced the torment of loud, screeching, unashamed STAYs at the dominATE showing, I was prepared for another fiasco, but not prepared to lose my hearing.
Like artist like fans - ENGENEs were comparatively calmer and more rational and respectful overall. A group of girls did the fanchant for one song, but kept their voices low for the most part. (Of course, I could be mistaken as earplugs were firmly donned for the entire duration of the movie.) I caught phone flashlights and illuminated lightsticks twice, but a firm glare and audible complaint were sufficient in dimming these disturbances.
There were several moments where Ni-ki's voice had me close to dozing: the low tone and lack of intonation did not pair well with my already exhausted state. Sunghoon was confirmed to be very popular amongst the audience, which came as a surprise given his strictly average domestic popularity. If anything was surprising, it was Sunwoo's versatile voice - a juxtaposition with his giddy, delicate appearance.
The movie spanned two hours long, balancing concert performance footage with interview snippets weaved in between. There were fewer cameras overall, but I enjoyed the on-stage drone footage tremendously.
Heesung already looked great from afar, but the movie confirmed he looks even more marvelous close-up. His voice is a true gem as well - I instantly found myself being drawn to his parts of the songs the most. Jay was a witty, close second, but Heesung is most definitely confirmed as my bias now.
I barely depleted half of the lofty soft serve before becoming full. Although I transferred the remainder to the freezer for later consumption, my stomach quickly alerted me that dairy was not to be consumed before proper meals. For the rest of the afternoon, I'd suffer excruciating stomach pain, eliminating any chance of recovering productivity or even resuming a regular exercise routine.
Featuring surreal sets, breathtaking visuals, smooth camera transitions, and a hilarious, engaging plot, the 10-episode series was likely the best K-Drama I've seen in the past two decades. The pace was unexpectedly good, and the ending wasn't rushed or irrational. Best of all, it comprised of all the quintessential romcom elements without being excessive.
It's also worth noting that Park Gyeongnam's glasses in the series bear quite the similarities to my own new frames, coincidentally.



















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