There was a sewing machine upon my desk The needle which hadn't moved even once was caked in dust just like that Time was passing and yet stopped With a drawn breath I step on the hardened pedal It has no elasticity and all tangled up Perhaps it was a deserved consequence Perhaps it is a cake in front of the eyes in the darkness I thought it tasted sweet but now that you speak it tastes bitter Perhaps sour too Earlier it was tasty but now I don't want it anymore This habit of getting tired of things quickly just won't be fixed My mom who used to like sewing now gets injections for her finger pain It is because she has sewed so much I who take after my mom had bought a sewing machine With the needle I had never moved before rattling I sew a piece of cloth Surely I will make a screen that will cover the whole white wall Once again making a ruckus I sew the cloth and I open my eyes to see it was a dream Aigo my fingers I clutch my aching hand and look at the white wall and was there a sewing machine? upon my desk
Can't fall asleep so here I am writing on the blog. I bought a cheapo sewing machine off of Ali and before I knew it, I was prepping for promotions. I keep saying I'll use it when I have time later, but what if I never do at this rate, shudder. But for now I shall focus on practice. I will sew my time, finely spaced. We'll be meeting very soon~
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The food I'm suddenly craving as soon as I get off the blog
A refreshing jaecheop-guk with loads of pepper powder
Gopchang jeongol spicy with udon noodles
I'm normally a chestnut sweet potato akgae but a toasty pumpkin sweet potato
Deungchon and scraping up the porridge at the end + geotjeori
Ediya honey bread with extra whipped cream
Teacher Kim's cream cheese kimbap
Ssambap with thick soybean paste
Yeolmu bibimbap with a drink on the side 🎹 [T/N "accompaniment" can mean musical or alcoholic]
Eating Hitsumabushi and then dipped into green tea
Cwunchy cwunchy red bean bungeoppang
Cwunchy cwunchy croissant
>>>>> which I'm eating now
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