It's the last couple of days at home before I leave. I spend much time with my family and friends. A grateful break from going here and there. When we meet we talk a lot, share stories and worries, exchange experiences and anecdotes. We also make plans to visit one another, at some point somewhere in the world. It's not easy to say goodbye, but I know I'm going to see everyone again soon.
Some of my friends say it's strange that I go to Korea so frequently. Strange, because I've been there so many times already, and the globe is full of places worth visiting, they say. And I couldn't agree more. There are countless places I want to see, the list has no beginning and certainly no end. But Seoul is not one of those places. I'm not going there to visit.
I have two days left. Two days and I take a train to catch a plane. Two days before I'm having dinner at an airport food court again. What's going to happen I don't know. I have an idea but nothing like a solid plan. I have no place to stay and no job to attend, but that's alright. For some reason I'm not worried anymore. I try to embrace the inevitable, and know it's going to be fine.
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