I took this three weeks ago at Goodwin's Pond in No Funswick. I'd been sitting writing in Stan's Tower for awhile, and when I got up part of what I'd written tore off and fell onto the bench.I hope someone found it.
Time flies when you forget you have a blog.
Really I can't imagine that anyone still looks at this site, but it's nice to be back here just for some writing practice if for no other reason.
A brief recap of missed events: I did get on the plane to Korea and ended up teaching in Seoul for two years. My school was wonderful, I made some amazing friends, and generally I consider moving to Seoul to be the best decision I've ever made. And now I'm back.
I'm not sure yet how I feel about coming back. Obviously I'm incredibly happy to be close to my family again, but aside from that I'm a little unnerved about having a blank slate open before me. I have no plans, no great prospects, but no debts or obligations either. I'm supposed to be considering going to school for my masters in education next year, but I'm completely unexcited about that at the moment. For now I'm finding myself working as a cash-monkey at a local health store, sharing an apartment with my sister again and largely feeling like I've taken a two year step backward.
At the same time, I've had a ton of great experiences over the past two years, I feel like I've grown up a lot, and I feel closer to some of the friends and family members I've come back to than I did when I left. I'm feeling optimistic about the future in general, but also frustrated because I really have no idea what I'll do next. I'm almost as likely to be in India this winter as I am to be in a local university or working at the job I have now. If I was less neurotic (I hate that word, always makes me think of Woody Allen) I'd enjoy how liberating it is to not be tied down, but instead I'm spending most of my time dwelling on how rootless I feel at the moment.
If I had to guess based on this first post alone, I'd say that this blog is about to became irritatingly introspective and sorely in need of even the briefest of editing. Either that or I'll forget about it entirely and pick it up again two years from now.