The Sound of Falling Apart
Once I had a friend who used to talk with me nearly every day online. This friend got through her personal hardships when we used to talk with each other, and then she finally settled down from her ordeal. As that happened, my conversations with her became infrequent, and our friendship started to wilt; we hardly spoke to each other unless we had an urgent topic to share. 
Although this friend lived far away, I once made time to meet her again during my business trip to the town where she lived, after virtually two-years of not speaking. During our meeting, after catching up on each other’s lives, I noticed her unquiet eyes, seemingly implying to me that she didn’t know what else to say. Unlike most falling-apart cases in which friendships faded out quietly, seeing a friend literally falling apart in front of me drove me to speechlessness as well. 
Despite the fact that one hour of free time was given to me out of my work, I left the place early, not using all of my time. Though there was no need to hurry, I strode quickly back to my work and started to work more laboriously. 
I didn’t want to hear the howling sound of falling apart that would echo longer in my heart if I walked slowly back to my work. 
Mar. 2007, RVP, Incheon

The Sound of Falling Apart

Once I had a friend who used to talk with me nearly every day online. This friend got through her personal hardships when we used to talk with each other, and then she finally settled down from her ordeal. As that happened, my conversations with her became infrequent, and our friendship started to wilt; we hardly spoke to each other unless we had an urgent topic to share. 

Although this friend lived far away, I once made time to meet her again during my business trip to the town where she lived, after virtually two-years of not speaking. During our meeting, after catching up on each other’s lives, I noticed her unquiet eyes, seemingly implying to me that she didn’t know what else to say. Unlike most falling-apart cases in which friendships faded out quietly, seeing a friend literally falling apart in front of me drove me to speechlessness as well. 

Despite the fact that one hour of free time was given to me out of my work, I left the place early, not using all of my time. Though there was no need to hurry, I strode quickly back to my work and started to work more laboriously. 

I didn’t want to hear the howling sound of falling apart that would echo longer in my heart if I walked slowly back to my work. 

Mar. 2007, RVP, Incheon

"SK, are you really not interested in her?", J asked. "She’s chill.""Seongkyoon, you’re also chill."
Walking down the road, I mused why he said that to me. Talking quietly with a low voice, the image of myself reflected in the window of the cafe still looked warmhearted, but I had to admit that I’ve become much blunter than before.
"Eh, you don’t even know what I do on weekends," I assumed he was judging me without knowing me much. "Ok, then tell me what you did last weekend.""I drank a cup of coffee.""Gosh…."
J. I also sincerely would like to have a story that men’s ears strain to hear.
May. 2007, APX, Seoul

"SK, are you really not interested in her?", J asked. 
"She’s chill."
"Seongkyoon, you’re also chill."

Walking down the road, I mused why he said that to me. Talking quietly with a low voice, the image of myself reflected in the window of the cafe still looked warmhearted, but I had to admit that I’ve become much blunter than before.

"Eh, you don’t even know what I do on weekends," I assumed he was judging me without knowing me much. 
"Ok, then tell me what you did last weekend."
"I drank a cup of coffee."
"Gosh…."

J. I also sincerely would like to have a story that men’s ears strain to hear.

May. 2007, APX, Seoul