it was one year ago yesterday that i stepped off a ferry boat in incheon with a 50 pound pack on my back and $100 in my pocket.
i have had 7 jobs, ive lived in 5 different places, ive eaten well, and not eaten at all, i have laughed until i cried and cried till i fell asleep.
is that all that my year here has amounted to?
i guess i am ready to go home now, but i know i will miss it.
the freedom, the feelings, the friendships.
i dont want to just step back into my old life, picking up where i left off, i want to go back and start anew.
i want to move out to where spring smells like honeysuckles, summer smells like chlorine, autumn smells like sharpened pencils, and you cant smell winter becasue your nose is constantly running.
i want to see flowers bloom, i want to see the leaves change.
arizona is a great place, but i want to be involved in life, i want to see time pass and i want to see differnt color palettes every season.
its so nice, autumn has arrived here finally. its time to pull out the old sweaters and buy a few new ones. its time to buckle down and get ready for winter while also enjoying the weather before it gets too cold. i will miss the weather here.
and i have finally really decided what i want to do. i have come back to it time and time again, ever since i was 6. and if my dream dosent work out, im sure i will find something that will, but for now, im going back to it.
