My bag was heavy to hit the floor despite packing light. Marie Kondo says to always greet your home, especially after a month of travel. I said, “Fuck you, house.” I was drowning in mismatched floral wallpapers and unnecessary ottomans. Ugh. I flopped onto my bed face first. I couldn’t summon the energy to smoke … Continue reading V-day
I went to the dentist the other day. He asked me if I spoke any Korean. I said no. He carried on the rest of the appointment in Korean. He gave me a mirror to witness how swollen the back of my gum was. It was his way of telling me it's not a cavity. … Continue reading A note on minimalism
"I'm bored." For a second, I wasn't present. I used to admire pictures of Gwangan when I was applying for EPIK. The illuminated bridge was not just the background of my laptop but a metaphor. Bridging my life to something more interesting, adventurous. Now I was there, chainsmoking, trying to forget the set I just … Continue reading A man called Alice
Like the humidity in Korea, my optimism is rising about 5% each day. I've had a great week. I taught my students the word for butt chin and I ate a pizza with avocado on it. It feels like I could stay in Korealand forever. My life is starting to come together like paper mache. … Continue reading Pink clouds
A practical guide for hitting on Korean men.
An anti love story
I was leaning against the wall overlooking my co teacher's shoulder double checking her spelling. "Why isn't the stupid bank letting me log in?!" We were both questioning our sanity. Then I felt a rumble down my spine. We looked forward at the sliding doors, the sun's reflection looked like glitter as the doors trembled in their … Continue reading Hello, Spring!