Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Korea Again

It's hard to believe I've left China. Home–that is, the States–better be weird. From all accounts, it is.

All the green card stuff is done, tickets bought, arrangements made. I go back to be weirded out by my own country, I hope, and wait for my family to be weirded out themselves when they arrive–months apart, us.

I left for Korea nearly five years ago with the intention of staying out one year. Returning married, daddied. Perhaps the word is daughtered. Waiting.