:: 2006 11 July :: 11.44 am
:: Mood: small headache

Dedicated to: across the leetle pond
I guess this is long over due.
But I may retire this thing anyway.

I am in Korea. In a room. With only a very very dim light illuminating the space. And the fan is going, as usual, its spins a familiar sound. I can see my suitcase out of the corner of my eye. It really does feel like I'm in Korea.

I was ready to go home the night before I left. And ready in the airport. And ready when I landed. And ready now. Korea is the same, and it's nice to visit, but I am done.

Maybe it is because after I went to college I began to love where I was and who I was with and now I cannot stand being so far away from all that. Atleast if I was home, I'd be in the same country as everything I love&miss so much. Well... in the same country as mostly everything.

This is my 4th? trip to Korea. I think I have finally started to sink into the Korean way of life. I use to hate getting pushed and rushed by everyone in the malls, and on the streets, and in the subways, but now I just don't care like everyone else here. I use to feel really bothered and uncomfortable when sales people would be up my ass if I merely just looked in the way of their items. I even got body slammed by this old man in the subway the other day and I didn't really care. I was just kind of like, oh hey okay. I don't know if it's that I've started to become used to Korea as the Korean person that I actually am, or I don't know if it's just because I just don't care.

I could never live here. Be away from the people and places I love so much for so long? No way. Get me on a red eye right away.

I miss you. I miss driving. I miss the familiar.

I'll see you soon.

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