Home.

You think you know everything there is to know about yourself and the world around you…and then you go live in a foreign country for fourth months and shortly after learn that you were actually really arrogant and ignorant. No matter how much you read or educate yourself about the world, you never really know shit until you have lived somewhere completely out of your element and experienced it for yourself.

In about 11 hours I will be making my way back to Incheon airport, ending my journey exactly where it began in August. Honestly, I feel indifferent about going home. Sure I miss all my loved ones and all the comforts and conveniences of home, but at the same time I am not looking forward to confronting and re-familiarizing myself with all the problems that I deserted.

I guess that I am now realizing that one of my reasons for coming to Korea was the fact that I would be leaving all my problems I was avoiding or in denial of. Yeah, I know that’s not the best way of handling things, but I didn’t exactly realize this at the time.

To tell you the truth, I am actually really scared to go back home.

Will I be able to insert myself back into my old life? Or will it be different? Have I lost a bit of myself? Will I have the courage and strength to finally face the problems that I left? I certainly hope so.

Despite all the uncertanites that await me once I land back on American soil, I am actually very excited to go back to America; a place where I can understand the language and not look completely out of place! However I am sad to leave all the friends I have made in Korea, Koreans are the most genuine people I have ever met, I mean that.

When I step on that plane tomorrow and get ready for my 13 hour flight (roughly), I will be excited yet anxious of what will await me on the other side.

p.s. Neil Diamond is king.