Ideas for writing usually come to me when I walk or run alone, or when I look out the window on a bus, but recently I haven't been able to do that much. For one or two days a week, I spent time in Pyeongchang-dong attending meetings, sharing funny stories, picking up casting work to weld, and refining aluminum castings with a grinder. For the remaining half of the week, I went to Euljiro and sat in front of a computer. Living day by day like that, the month has already changed again. It’s not that I did nothing while sitting in Euljiro, but I don't know why I feel like I have nothing left even though I spent time doing my own things. It’s not like I don't believe in that so-called Law of Attraction at all; annoyingly, I am living exactly the way I wanted to when I was young, yet when friends often introduce me to others and gloss over what I do, I feel like something is wrong. Still, May is going to be busy again.