Korea has become much too familiar; it’s nothing bad really. Its just that the experience of landing in the Motherland has lost its thrill even after all the preparation of packing, hectic scrounging of money, the sentimental good-bye’s, and not trying to miss my beloved amigos. Even the brisk, bone-chilling wind seems as if it’s coming from my backyard. I’m missing the rush of being back “home” after being surrounded by foreigners but after visiting almost every year for the past..three years, the rush is sadly gone. I think this is why I visit my old house and binge on all my childhood snacks. I think I’ve become an adrenaline junkie. And yes, sadly, I got that from Twilight. Out of all the awesome movie choices I had like A Serious Man, Fantastic Mr. Fox, Nine, etc., I chose Twilight. I actually had the greatest sleep on an airplane ever. I only woke up to eat and to watch Twilight, which was obviously terrible; that dude just had an irresistible body. Anyways, in an hour or so I’ll get off this comfortable transit bus and see my dad and realize that I’m half way across the universe from home. My home could have easily been here in Korea, where I would have been be very fobby. But.. I’m happy to be back and I feel more rooted every time I come back. Enough of this, can’t wait until I eat geh. Please don’t judge me. Speaking of geh..
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Currently listening to Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy by Camerata haha.
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