Having Learned a Thing or Two

This has been quite a year. The wins were, or certainly seemed at the time, few, far between, and completely dwarfed in significance by the losses. The thing about losses though, is that’s where the lessons live. I hurt a lot this year. I read somewhere that pain is weakness leaving the body. I think it’s … Continue reading

Getting Around To It

In a world where being busy is equated with being successful, the luxury of free time can have its edges. Not so long ago, I was a pretty busy lady. Four jobs, two volunteer posts, two roommates, two felines, and a pile of dirty dishes and dusting which followed me everywhere I went, including across … Continue reading

Miss, Adventure

Another stroll down another strange street in another strange city where I don’t speak the language and my body doesn’t like the weather. This time, though, people are talking to me. “Taxi, miss?” “Miss, massage?” “Sarong, madam?” “Hey, girl, you need taxi?” Apparently, my impression of “girl who doesn’t need a taxi” needs some work. … Continue reading

Black Pearls

I’ve just realized that, kicking and screaming, I’ve managed to slip into adulthood. Really, I’m not quite sure how it happened. It started with getting my driver’s license and moving to a different city for university, and suddenly there I was ending international contracts and booking transpacific flights and packing my entire life into two … Continue reading

Doing Myself Justice

The Catalyst Not so terribly long ago, I met a man who thought he’d cornered the market on bitchiness. “Darling,” he said to me, though between his drawling accent and the copious amount of soju he’d consumed, it sounded more like “daaaaahling”. “Darling,” he said. “You’re the baby of this bunch and you look like … Continue reading

One Week

I have had one wonderful week of holiday. I spent part of the week in Busan, but had a lovely few days in Daejeon as well. Predictably, I shocked a number of people with something about myself. My age, my knowledge of Korean culture, and as always, my penchant for being by myself. I like … Continue reading

Might As Well

You know how every so often, when you’re wandering about the city, you run into the person who’s missing a marble or two, singing or dancing to music that nobody else can hear? It may come as a surprise, but lately I’ve been that person. Wandering around town with my MP3 player and whatever my … Continue reading

As Brave As You Have To Be, or: I Hate Bugs!

The first cockroach I ever saw in real life, I killed with an expertly aimed slipper, fired from halfway across the room, while the eight five-year-olds in the room were distracted. When they asked me what kind of bug it was, I responded with entirely faked nonchalance and a shrug disguising a shudder “I don’t … Continue reading

Living Without

I still wear the necklace she gave me. Even though we’ve lost touch. Even though she thinks I’m crazy to do the things I do. She was one of the first to call me brave, well before I had even considered it. She wasn’t the first to call me crazy, and if she’s the last, … Continue reading

With a Capital F, Part 2

This is part 2 of a longer post. You can read part 1 here. For the last few weeks, I’ve been watching the facebook posts of my colleagues from my previous teaching experience going back. Some of them are ones I knew, some I never actually met, or met briefly in passing. They’re going back, … Continue reading