In Which I Don't Want Summer to End

I started summer the first week of June, but despite that I still don't want it to end.
It doesn't feel like summer has passed. Perhaps it's because I spent most of my time indoors by myself, but it really hasn't felt like summer.

Instead of going out with friends to the beach, or going to an amusement park, or falling into some summer fling, I've been stranded in Korea all alone. 

Maybe if I went out like others it would have felt like time passed and something happened but as of this moment, nope.

School will begin soon... and I'm just here wondering where the days went.

In Which I Meet A Cicada of the Summer.

One thing I enjoy about Korea is that you can hear cicadas every summer.
That little buzzing that echoes throughout the cities and the countrysides.

In Seoul, it's hard to get away from the sound of cars and people. People  here are loud, vocal, and the city never sleeps. Not at midnight, not at four in the morning.

But, for fleeting moments, when one cicada gets the courage to sing, the city comes alive and all the cicadas create a chorus. It's a beautiful sound hearing them all in harmony.

Today, I was sitting at home on the computer. Then, all of a sudden, something swooped onto the window screen and clutched the mesh screen and began to sing. It was so exciting to see a cicada hanging on my screen right by my nose. As though it was a song specifically for me.