As they say in Ireland...

I am not in denial about the lack of posts since I returned to America. Nor is there any way to argue otherwise. If I were a mathematician or statistician I could present the figures in a convincing enough way that you would feel I should owe you something as a result of this dearth of posts. Perhaps a free mention in a future entry. A printed photograph of your favorite image. A fresh, warm scone. Maybe with currants. Definitely cream. Jam is an option.

Unfortunately, I am not a mathematician or statistician. I don’t even have a warm scone to offer. In fact, I am unemployed. I left Korea on August 18th, exactly 365 days to when I left New York in 2009. I’m still in the midst of processing everything and as my eldest brother offered (not verbatim), “Maybe I’ll realize what the past year meant to me later.” As usual, he’s probably right.

So in the meantime as I settle into home, look for work (writing/humanitarian/culture&anthropology related) and reacquaint myself with Western culture (oh, customer service and falafel how I’ve missed you!), I appreciate your patience and continued loyal readership. Thank you. My posts and perspective will become regular once again. Until then, to sum up my return and leave you with a phrase I learned in Ireland, “It’s a sort of homecoming, like.” I hope these days keep you well and please stay in touch.

“Throw your dreams into space like a kite,

and you do not know what it will bring back,

a new life, a new friend,

a new love, a new country.”

- Anaïs Nin

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