Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Just Passing Through

Man, the Seoul airport is nice. On the Net without a VPN connection. Kinzie and I took off this morning and met up with E. once we got here. I'm hoping Kinzie's meds wear off and she cries when we have to part ways. Otherwise, her goodbye's gonna feel disingenuous. We're giving her mom a rough time right now over Skype, saying we're going to get drunk in the face of her advice to stay hydrated. Ah, man, good times. Kraze Burger coma.

1 comment:

  1. I should explain: Kinzie was one of my favorite people. She worked in China for a year, and this day was the last time I saw her. She was forever trying to get me to go with her, talking about us going home together. Because I work in a place where the usual contract, for a Westerner anyway, is for only one year (those with no integrity don't even last that long), I've seen a lot of people come and go. It doesn't really bother me anymore. Kinz, though—I feel her absence every day.

    Jesus Christ, on my way to four years out.