Dinner with friends, possibly get a haircut, hit up a bathhouse, pay a cleaning lady for cleaning my apartment (laziness!) and hanging out at a desk that feels like a home away from home while writing to you, the ever so beautiful reader.
There have been points in the past two or three weeks where I've gone off the deep-end into a bottle and it's my attempt to fill a void here because my life in Korea has run its course. I've been watery-eyed a lot of times saying goodbyes but the dam has yet to break. It's only inevitable, it might not happen because there are arms to wrap myself in.
Travelling abroad has become a rite of passage for my generation and what we dig out of six months or ten years carries us through the rest of our lives. I've tried reflecting on what I've pulled out from these two years but there's so much. You become worldly (maybe that words too pretentious, oh well) after travelling. It's simple to go on vacation somewhere but its not as authentic as having a two years worth of exploring. Korea is a landing pad for Asia but there's so much on the pad some people could just stay here and see all of the beautiful microcosms in the mountains, rivers, and islands.
I'll really miss this place as a whole. I feel like I've said this so many times but there's something magical about this peninsula. With technology too it's never goodbye with stuff like facebook, messengers and email.
I doubt I'll be writing pieces like this in my next outfit because of several reasons, so unless I'm bored tomorrow this will be the last piece for a while.
