When I made the post yesterday, I completely forgot about the interesting thing that happened on Friday. I tend to show up early to everything ever in my entire life because the idea of being late makes me extremely uncomfortable. On Friday morning, I was going completely stir- crazy, so I left even earlier than I usually do. I arrived to see basically everyone who works at the YMCA where I work outside in neon yellow vests cleaning up the stoops of the surrounding businesses, cleaning icky sticky stuff from in between paving stones, power washing the cement, and picking up all the litter around. I helped, and it was honestly both disgusting and disappointing. I was disappointed because I had hoped that I had a bit longer to go before having to relive the traumatizing experiences surrounding high school clean ups (four years of those because my parents were so involved.... ugh). Apparently, unlike my high school, the Jongno YMCA only does clean ups like this once a year. Also, I could not put on one of the safety vests because I was rocking an afro that day and the vest's head opening would not fit over my hair.... Only me...
I love you all very much,
Everyday Acts of Activism