I hiked up the mountain behind my school this afternoon. The sky has been grey and dirty all day, but beautiful anyway. The hike up the mountain was on a dirt and rock path through thick green trees and bushes. It was humid, and I could smell the plants. The green smell reminds me first of the Appalachain mountains in North Carolina, second of my piedmont home, and third of Williamsburg, Virginia. On top of the mountain there was a whole lot of dramatic gray sky and a whole lot of green. I loved being above the city. I felt a little eager, and a little expectant. My head and the back of my shirt were drenched in sweat. I jogged down the mountain, and took a turn through Korea University’s campus.
Tomorrow I will go up the little green mountain again and jog down a road I haven’t jogged down before. I can’t resist going down a road when there is a canopy of trees. I’ll bring some cash for a bus home if I end up too far away.
I need to wash my socks.
