This week has been the strangest of all. When things go wrong I worry, then I panic. This time it was a calm that came first. Teaching in Korea has been an interesting ride, new students who don't mind talking with me and I with them.
However, what made this month and week hellish, was that my husband's teaching job is ending and he is being yanked around by his boss about his pay. An here I am wondering if we have made the right choices and if we are doing something wrong. It is really late here in Jeonju. Well not that late that is, just around 1 a.m. I need to be prepping for a class or cleaning up the apartment.
Granted we had some "tlc", I am wide awake right now. Sometimes I just want to get outside of my head. Gah, stopped for a moment to change tracks on my phone.
"She came in through the bathroom window" is a good jam. Sunday on the phone to Monday. Lol, it is Monday right now. I wonder if Sunday told Monday how things were over the weekend. Speaking of the weekend. Took a trip to Seoul. Saw places and new faces. Mostly Cece and Thomas faces along with the sea of Korean faces. Peppered with blotches of other colors in the mix. Finally took Cece the rest of her belongings. Also attended a free Korean class, nice minus the other people in the room. Long deep fears of how I pronounce things. "Carry that weight" plays and it is a weight that doesn't leave me. Even when I am about to cry from fear and loathing. Many years have passed and I still feel less like a person and more wild. Like something innate and instinctual. Well I have plans to make and things to do, well at least in my head. Something tells me I'll be here searching. At least this week is new. An for that I can hope and dream of golden dreams, shining in light.
Going to make some coffee.
However, what made this month and week hellish, was that my husband's teaching job is ending and he is being yanked around by his boss about his pay. An here I am wondering if we have made the right choices and if we are doing something wrong. It is really late here in Jeonju. Well not that late that is, just around 1 a.m. I need to be prepping for a class or cleaning up the apartment.
Granted we had some "tlc", I am wide awake right now. Sometimes I just want to get outside of my head. Gah, stopped for a moment to change tracks on my phone.
"She came in through the bathroom window" is a good jam. Sunday on the phone to Monday. Lol, it is Monday right now. I wonder if Sunday told Monday how things were over the weekend. Speaking of the weekend. Took a trip to Seoul. Saw places and new faces. Mostly Cece and Thomas faces along with the sea of Korean faces. Peppered with blotches of other colors in the mix. Finally took Cece the rest of her belongings. Also attended a free Korean class, nice minus the other people in the room. Long deep fears of how I pronounce things. "Carry that weight" plays and it is a weight that doesn't leave me. Even when I am about to cry from fear and loathing. Many years have passed and I still feel less like a person and more wild. Like something innate and instinctual. Well I have plans to make and things to do, well at least in my head. Something tells me I'll be here searching. At least this week is new. An for that I can hope and dream of golden dreams, shining in light.
Going to make some coffee.
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