where's home?

The moment I stepped onto the plane bound for LAX, I missed Korea. Strange to think I was headed home, missing home. The past year has been exceptionally good to me, and Seoul has been a major factor of that goodness.

It was surreal to see my street, the neighborhood, my house, my room... A welcome feeling of returning home, but still I long for my own place back in Korea.

Although I'm looking forward to the next two weeks of seeing old, friendly faces, eating good, hearty food and seeing familiar, fun places, I can't wait to be back in the city that has been a comforting home for the last twelve months.

But till then... let the fun commence!