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.