Busy, busy, busy. Between packing, throwing things away, sorting through a whole year, and spending as much time as I can with my friends, I've had little time for anything else. I know I should be planning my return, I should be looking actively for jobs, and I should have a plan. But I don't. I'm just having so much fun lately, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing. I'm trying to soak up Korean culture and the city of Seoul, which I never stopped loving, even during difficult moments. Why am I so sad to leave, so suddenly? Why does Montreal seem like a depressing thought, when a few months ago I dreamed about my return? I already feel the itch to leave again.
The fact that I know I'm leaving for sure makes things more special I think. All of a sudden I appreciate (almost) everything about the culture, and things I usually hate I can now laugh about. I wish I felt like that the whole year.
I thought January was going to be the longest month, I was dreading. But no, it's going by so quickly that I'm panicking. In the meantime here's a list of promised future entries:
*the story behind my decision to come to Korea
*a list of what I'll miss, and what I won't miss
*and, last but not least, a tour (documented with pictures) of my luxurious 3-bedroom palace, which you've all been awaiting.