The end of a long weekend. I used to travel on weekends like this. I would go to Tokyo or Hong Kong. Now, I prefer to stay nearer home.
Funny that. I’m not sure I enjoy staying close. I stayed in a hotel last night just to feel like I was doing something. Just to feel like I was getting away.
Walking from the hotel to the metro, I kind of had a think about that. I’m not sure it worked. I’m not sure it made me feel better to be away.
I am learning to appreciate the simple things. I didn’t bother to take a camera with me to Seoul. Just my phone. “Not going to take many photos anyway.” At least that is what I told myself.
Not sure why I decided to start taking them in the morning on the way home. Maybe I was bored. Happens to me a lot lately. I just start taking photos without thinking about it. Didn’t really matter that I didn’t have a “real” camera.
I think this is the way photography is meant to be. Without too much thought. When I have to think about it, I get bored of it. When I have to think about it, I feel like I’d rather be doing something else.
It is part of the reason I came back to Korea. I don’t think much here. My father once told me Korea is like Neverland for me. It is, in that I don’t feel the time here. Living is more like being. I’m just here.
I started the train ride by closing the curtain out of habit. No camera, nothing to look at. A funny thought considering I had been taking photos on my way to the train.
To that point, I’ll often go on a trip with a big camera and suddenly it becomes about taking photos more than the trip. A point I’ve often made here, but I really felt it today. Sitting in the train, looking out the window, I realized I had spent the last three trips on the train trying to take photos and hadn’t really “looked.”
The whole “stop and smell the roses” cliche. I kinda got it today. I spent all this time thinking about doing a project on the train, and blah blah blah. I hadn’t actually taken the time to enjoy the trip properly.
A beautiful trip. While sitting at the hotel I hadn’t really appreciated why I had come in the first place. I spent three hours just looking out the window of that train.
I was kind of sad when I got back to Iksan. Kind of sad to get off the train. I probably would have stayed on if it wasn’t the last stop.
Really the end of a long weekend. Sad, really.
Happy I learned something though.
Learned to think less. As many times as I say that to myself I manage to forget it easily.
September 29th, 2015.