They say that the things we pay attention to tell us something about ourselves. Knowledge grows where love is, the way you memorize all the names of fighter jet models or the discography of your favorite band. Moving out of pandemic-induced social isolation and thrust into the bustling center of human life that is a small Korean restaurant in a college town, I found myself taking notes on all the people and places and interactions I saw, hoarding memories. Here, follow me as I learn to be a part of the world and end up falling in love with it in the process