Everything else I thought of writing about has been subsumed by my failed search for a song

One thing I'll miss is the great coffee place near my hotel here in Busan. While waiting for my coffee, a song I loved the sound of came on. Naturally, I didn't have shazam on my phone. I began trying to download it, but I'd caught the end of the song. I looked at the barista to see if I could ask him, but he only spoke Korean. No help.

I came home and searched, but I fucking failed. Unhelpfully, it was a dance/techno-ish song with the lyrics, "alight, tonight," then I don't know what the guy said. And it was a guy singing. I lost a little of my mind searching for this song, and my soul became a little more angry when I failed.

Before I got fatally obsessed with the song, I was thinking about the fact that Tina, whom I met in Chile, chose to go back there to teach. Tina taught in South Korea for several years before Chile, and had considered coming back when she suddenly/mysteriously left Chile abruptly last fall. Today I thought, instead of choosing shabu shabu, Korean barbecue, and excellent coffee (seriously, coffee in Korea is excellent!), she chose pastel de choclo and nescafe. I wondered not only how high you have to be, but high on what to make that sort of decision?

That's all I have to say. I've been so deflated by my failed song search that I have nothing more to add right now.