Sometimes you come across something you have no idea of. And like a beacon in the dark, it's calling for you. It lures you. You decide to take a look at a peephole, and what you see ends up blowing you away.



I just finished watching the last episode of "That Winter, The Wind Blows", and I'm still in that "what-am-I-going-to-do-with-my-life-now" stage. The withdrawal symptoms are setting in.

And I won't even attempt to retell the story. Reading about it instead of watching it is defilement. You have to experience the magic of every frame, of every scene, of every tear falling from Oh Soo's eyes. I tell you, it's magical.

So that's it. No more hours to count. No more sleepless Thursdays. When you come across something so great, something that blows you away, it becomes a part of you, and when it's gone, you feel that emptiness--an emptiness that can't be filled by anything less wonderful. I have a feeling there will be countless "That Winter, The Wind Blows" marathons in my future.
PPS: Still not HD, but I think they're better. The downloading is taking forever.
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