Honestly, now.

Before I go into a slightly sad rant, you should check out Chad’s blog.  He’s on my blog roll.  There’s some pictures of the other night (we went out for Chad’s girlfriend’s birthday.  Morraccan food is fantastic.).  Good times.

I’m settling into life here quite easily. Back home I was drifting. I didn’t (and still don’t) really know what I wanted to do. Not in the next year, not with the rest of my life. The only thing I knew was that I had to do something, anything. I needed to abandon my comfort zone. My life back home wasn’t bad by any means. I have a great family. I have great friends. I didn’t have a wonderful job, but it wasn’t bad. I got a paycheck every two weeks. I got by.

But that was it, just getting by. Just getting to the next day and for what? To go through another day just like it? How many hours would I whittle away before I figured somethings out?

I miss my friends, those that are left. So many have moved away. I really miss my family, those people who know me best and still put up with me. That being said, I had a rather interesting moment while picking up a sandwich. I realized that I don’t feel any more or less at home in Korea than I did in Lawrence. It’s not that Korea is familiar. It’s just that Lawrence stopped being my home a while ago. I was slow to figure it out.

So here I am and on it goes. I’m glad I came here. If nothing else, I’ve meet a few peole like myself and can honestly cross “teacher” off my list of professions. I like it okay. Just okay. The handful of kids with that type of infectious enthusiasm make it worthwhile. Who knows? Maybe I’ll decide to stay and teach older kids. Maybe I’ll just stay and tutor (which pays rather well, about $45 an hour). I think a friend of mine was mostly right when he said that I would go and have a great time, but would be ready to come home at the end of a year. I think I’ll be ready to leave Korea, but I don’t know where I’ll go from there.