I am scared these days. Concern about private health or apprehension about financial matters is nothing compared to anxieties meteorological uncertainties provoke in me, in my family and in our society as well.
Skies turn out to be a terror itself. They are not the object of adoration anymore. They do not appear to smile. They look a scowl. I don't look up at it with feelings of expectations. I feel blue, with intermittent chills running down on the spine. I feel beleaguered, throwing a nervous glance at ethereal expanse, filled with fears of apocalyptic destructions.
Before we know heralds with somber news of downpours and inundations are coming in up from Busan, the farther down south of the peninsula. Still in the middle of February aestival disaster might be in the offing. Come this summer I might be swept over by floods, with sad Google blog posts left behind.
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