The other day when I was in America I realized a few things:
1. I am a pretty good cook, I'm getting better at drawing, but I tell you what, I am GREAT at being an American. I think every country's culture is like a song and dance and I didn't know I was even doing this song and dance until I came back from a land where I get the lyrics wrong, step on people's feet, and am just completely clueless most of the time. Then I stand back and watch people seamlessly step to the rhythm of the land--not just language, but little gestures, sounds, understanding etc. It's like they grew up watching people around them gracefully move through life to this song and dance in their heart--oh, wait, they did ;)
But, so did I. When I came back to the States it was like I could finally let out a sigh. A sigh of "ah, I know this dance." everything is so predictable. In the grocery store, conversation with people--even the flow of traffic along the 5. It's not like I know what's going to happen or that nothing surprises me, but I'm familiar with the type of unexpected.
2. I like talking to people and hearing their story. One of the hardest things about not knowing Korean fluently is not being able to chat with anyone I may come in contact with. I think it's just fun chatting with bank clerks, grocery store checkers, other customer in the store, people on the street. Small talk or deep conversation--I like it all. As long as there is weather, sports, holidays, food, and you (perfect stranger) I will be talking to you^^
3. I LOVE Big Train Chai, Dr. Pepper, bubble tea, Tim's Jalapeno chips, Metro Market's coconut white chocolate mocha, and my mom spaghetti and macaroni (they're bomb).
4. I have a wonderful church, great friends, and fantastic family. Homestretch in Korea, but, man--you guys are great and I miss you, Tacoma peeps :'(
5. It's confusing to be in a land you've wanted to be for so long, while at the same time, ache to be back home with loved ones.
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