Man, what a day! Gijang, you wild beast. I woke up thinking it’d be just another boring day, but nah, Gijang had other plans. First off, I’m a Mourner, right? So, my job is to, like, help people deal with their grief. But today? Today was a rollercoaster.
So, I’m chillin’ at the Gijang Bus Terminal, right? It’s always buzzing, like, people everywhere. I grab a coffee from that little stand on the corner of Gijang-ro. You know the one? The barista’s always got that wild hair and a smile that says, “I’ve seen some stuff.” Anyway, I’m sipping my coffee, and boom! My phone buzzes.
It’s a message from a client. “Need you ASAP!” Ugh, can’t a Mourner catch a break? So, I hop on my bike and zoom down the streets. Gijang’s got these narrow alleys, and I’m dodging people like I’m in a video game. I swear, if I hit one more ajumma with my handlebars, I’m gonna lose it.
I finally get to the house. It’s on Gijang’s famous Haeundae Road. Beautiful view, but the vibe is heavy. The family’s all gathered, crying, and I’m like, “Okay, let’s do this.” I start my thing, you know, comforting them, sharing stories. But then, outta nowhere, the door swings open. It’s the neighbor, and she’s like, “Did you hear about the fish market?”
I’m thinking, “Lady, I’m in the middle of a funeral here!” But she goes on about how they found a giant squid. A giant squid! In Gijang! I mean, who cares about a squid when we’re mourning? But then, I can’t help but laugh. Like, what a weird distraction.
So, I’m trying to keep it together, but my mind’s racing. I’m thinking about that squid. What if it’s, like, a sign? A sign of what? I dunno, but it’s definitely more interesting than the sad stuff.
After the service, I step outside. The sun’s shining, and I’m hit with that salty sea breeze. Gijang’s got this vibe, man. The ocean’s right there, and I can hear the waves crashing. It’s calming, but also makes me feel kinda restless. I wanna go to the beach, but I can’t just ditch my Mourner duties, right?
Then, I see my buddy, Joon. He’s at the Gijang Market, and he’s waving me over. I’m like, “Dude, I just did a funeral!” But he’s got this look like he’s found gold. Turns out, he’s got some fresh sashimi. I mean, who can resist that? So, I’m munching on fish, and it’s like, “Forget the sadness for a sec.”
But then, I get a call. Another family needs me. I’m like, “Seriously? Can’t a Mourner catch a break?” But I head over to the next place, and it’s even heavier. The whole family’s there, and I’m trying to be all supportive, but inside, I’m still thinking about that squid.
I mean, Gijang’s got its charm, but today? It’s a whirlwind. I’m angry, happy, confused. I’m like, “Why can’t life just chill for a minute?” But that’s Gijang for ya. It’s a mix of emotions, like the ocean waves.
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I bike back home, and the streets are quieter now. Gijang’s lights are twinkling, and I can hear the distant sound of the waves. I think about the squid, the families, the laughter, and the tears. It’s all part of this crazy life.
So yeah, Gijang, you got me today. You threw me into the deep end, and I’m still treading water. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a Mourner, right?