An unknown language calms me, right? Korean has an effect on the soul. Not understanding has me not really paying attention. I could fall asleep playing BTS in the background, with my eyes closed on a pillow in a strange land with strange people whose language I know.
Something about strangers makes me calm. Only one person since I landed has made me calm. I wish I could see her again. I could fall asleep to her talking or her knitting. Some people — they are just one in a million that I feel calm with.
They are so open and understand me more than I can understand myself. It’s definitely scary to look into their eyes. I like clear communication and accountability, and the ones who bring that calm in me are not scared of either.
To feel calm again with someone — even my dreams don’t make up for the feeling.
Calosha Gomes 
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