If you’re a k-drama fans, you probably heard that one, from a recent Netflix new series under that tile. It’s basically the play of word to “when life gives you lemon” but more in south Korean twists where tangerine is more common found there. The story reminds me of how to remain positive through hardships and it’s something I’ve been doing as of late, going back into the routine and make the best of damn oranges I’ve been given.
To me these days, other than place of worship that’s been giving me peace, I feel like quietness of a graveyard is kind of charming on its own. We certainly don’t have a beautifully adorned graveyard with intricate stone carving or masonry. It’s really just dirt and some stone placed on each side to mark one’s territory. Just as you see below but it’s really quiet, nobody is going to be envious of anybody, nobody is yapping, just a silent eternity. For those who enjoys quietness, sometimes I wonder if it’s allowed to work from the graveyard as in this place, they also provide a place to sit down. Sort of like, hanging out with the dead.
My mother and I have made a promise to visit our dad at least once a week. I am not opposed to it as this place is really still and quiet. It’s almost like there’s no place quieter than that around here. We also bring these assorted flowers to my dad so that it enlivens his fresh new home.
With the house getting emptier, my mother and I are trying to get back into our routine. These days, I even go outside and have some coffee again. I mean, going outside helps and it’s what I’ve been recommended of doing. It really does clear my mind after this challenging times. Sometimes, it makes me wonder why am I not as adventurous as before. Why do I stop exploring places like I used to and why I stopped doing the things I found enjoyable. So, these days I am going back to the way I was, the version of me that I love.
I also introduced my mom to a new way of enjoying a meal. Lately, I love this one pan food. I made rabboki the other day and just dump all sorts of leftovers and seaweed into the pan. I bought instant Rabboki (noodles and tteokboki) and added sausages, meatballs and extra mozzarella cheese on top to make the meal extra creamy. If you love south Korean food, this one is definitely recommended!
Perhaps some of you here remember that I used to do a weekly update on my 90 days progress. It’s been about a week or two since I left off and I wanted to continue it. Usually, with my past left, I would just drop it altogether but I am not my old self, so I admit the defeat and I’ll just continue the remaining weeks and days from those 90 days.
There’s something I recently learned these days. At one point, I wonder if AI is going to overtake us as human as it can do marvellous things. It can write, sing, even make videos better than us, seemingly more creative than us and it’s almost seeming like our entire existence is at threat. It’s really hard to argue otherwise.
So how do we thrive and survive in AI generated content? Embrace imperfections. AI is perfect but always lacks that touch, the kind of touch that makes us human, the way we feel of certain things, and even ambiguity that we constantly face every now and then.AI can’t visit places, can’t experience new things but we can. We can walk at least and live the moment we’re experiencing. AI won’t have to do something like personal development and things like that, I don’t think it would even inspire us to better ourselves.
It scary the more I dive there but we have to adapt at one point. We have to think about adapting to this new world that just keeps getting crazier and crazier. When we look at the news, there’s massive layoffs, it’s getting harder to have a job and if everyone is selling something who then is the customer? Sometimes I wonder about that too.
Well, we’re already off track here but you see, I am certainly going back into my usual routine, being chatty here and crunching one back log to another. It’s all after about a week since my father passed. You know what they say, the living has to go on.
