Big Steps

I made it. I'm sitting in Dunkin' Donuts, but it's somewhere other than our apartment. The place I wanted to go to was closed, so this is the best I can do for now. I set up my laptop and sat down to drink a very sugary vanilla latte. I need it though. I'm starting to hit the wall named jet lag. It's different than just being tired. I feel slightly buzzed more than sleepy. I can see the reflection of the street behind me on my laptop. A Daewoo bus just passed, along with a family with a pink stroller. A boy around sixteen with thick glasses and the trademark white earplugs just entered, picked up a tray and tongs and then chose a pastry already packaged. Overly hygienic if you ask me. It looks like he's hungry for a doughnut hole too, but i'm not sure yet. Do I spell doughnuts different because i'm in a Dunkin' Donuts as opposed to a Dunking Doughnuts? Now that I take another look at the boy, I think it's girl with a bad bowl cut. Big steps today. This is my first outing in Korea by myself. I spent a month here earlier and never went anywhere by myself. Big steps, indeed. Indubitably.