And when I get lazy, I watch TV instead of write. Writing is hard, and takes a lot of brain power. I need to save my energy to do it.
This has nothing to do with my life, just for a quick laugh.
But something about trying to flirt with my physical therapist screams sexual harassment. So, I’m holding back.
Everyone experiences the intrigue of BTS.
So now my life is a musical in my head.
I’m back in America. I know. It’s weird. My Korean experience (I’m referring to me living in Korea, not some last minute relationship I had with a Korean. I’m not that lucky), but anyway, my Korean experience is over. Now I’m forced to talk about it with everyone I meet. You know what that means!…
He holds his coffee as if it is a gift from God. This gift was never extended to me or any of the other foreign teachers. But watching him wait patiently for the coffee to drip slowly into his cup, like a child supervising their mother baking cupcakes, I felt like I too was able…
I wanted to stay there and bark orders at people like a true princess.
“I love you more and more.” “I love you more and more.” “I love you more and more.” He just kept saying that.
There are times in your life, when you just have to say, “Holy Sh*t, that’s a nice wall.” The first time I said this was 2014 when I built my first wall with Habitat for Humanity. The second time I said it was at the Great Wall of China this spring. Tony the Tiger agrees…