I work in the private English education industry in South Korea; basically, I write assessments for an after-school English program. Last month, I went on a business trip to observe a campus and see how their staff is doing. While walking around the campus's small library full of books like The Magic Tree House and … Continue reading The Millennial Fear of Dreams
I feel like crying today. I went to bed late, woke up late, and almost cried as I ran late to work. Not because I was late, but because I was going to work. I don’t feel like that every day, but I do more and more lately. I really enjoy what I do while … Continue reading I’m Depressed and That’s Okay
The old proverb says ‘home is where the heart is,’ but what if your heart is in more places than one? I spent the second half of January in the first place I ever called home. I hadn’t been there in almost a year and a half, marking my last stint away from that home … Continue reading Thoughts on Being Home
I'm about to fly home tomorrow, land, get on another plane, and go see my best friend from high school get married. I'm 23 and have only had one relationship thus far. That's okay, I'm not sensitive about it, but it does still strike me as a little odd to be in this position. I'm … Continue reading Before My Best Friend’s Wedding
Hello citizens of the world, welcome to a new year. I don't know about you, but for me, this entirely symbolic passing of time makes me feel fresh and new every year, and this year is no exception. 2018 could not have come at a more opportune time for me - let's rewind a few … Continue reading Here’s to a Bold 2018
I spent four years with the same teacher, three of them in a club he was in charge of, one of them as vice president of said club. In those four years of high school, I had countless conversations with my German teacher, countless experiences, and countless lessons. Countless, but I'll try recalling some. One … Continue reading The Professor
Nothing feels better than taking care of myself. Work outs and coffee in the morning, face masks and tea in the evening - nothing is too much of a commitment, too much of a burden, for the feeling of renewal it brings me. In a single day, I probably do most things just to take … Continue reading Refreshed
Tomorrow morning I have to wake up at 6am, in order to leave my accommodation by 7am, in order to make my flight home. I hate waking up, especially when I’ve only slept a little. It’s 1am now. Whoops. If I sleep a lot and wake up naturally, then waking up is fine. It’s welcome. … Continue reading Alarm Clock
Whoops. I'm doing it again. Saying no. But no, it's no slip up. It's not a mistake. It's vacation and laughter and good times. It's friendship. Goodnight.
I really don't want to do this tonight. I'm traveling, I'm exhausted, and there's less than seven hours left before I need to wake up again. I don't want to write. I'm saying no tonight. And that's okay.