When you first start hearing voices in your head it’s really unsettling. No matter how flaky your life might seem, it’s always difficult to question your own sanity. I just woke up one day with a dull continuous noise in the background of my life; it took several months to turn into discernable language. After a while it became evident that I could read the minds of the people around me; unfortunately I could only hear the thoughts of those who think in Korean. It wasn’t until I spent some time in the markets that I even discovered what language I was constantly being exposed to. I’ve been taking some lessons off an old Korean woman for a few weeks now. I don’t exactly have a knack for learning languages but the woman says such encouraging things about my progress. These are of course overshadowed by the thoughts in her head; she’s constantly repeating the word ‘babo,’ which means idiot in Korean. It makes it terribly hard to concentrate.