It’s been one year since we returned from Korea and I can say with absolute honesty that I miss that country more than I’ve missed any other in my entire life. I knew I was going to miss it months before we even left. I tried to soak up as much of it as I could. I’d take long walks through our neighborhood, savor every last bite of bulgogi burger and bongchu jjimdak, arrange memorable outings with our friends, and take as many pictures as possible. Did it work? Maybe… but I still miss it like crazy. I miss our amazing friends, the delicious food, the laid back schedule we had, and the nice paychecks we made.
Watched the Changing of the Guard at Changdeokgung and Gyeongbokgung
like we were in a time machine ⏳
Locked our love (literally!) at the top of N Seoul Tower, with the whole city twinkling below us ✨
Every little moment felt extra special because we knew we were about to say goodbye.
So now I’m left with this weird feeling… not quite homesick, because Korea isn’t technically home… but also not not homesick. Like, is Koreasick a thing? Can we make that a word?
Because that’s 100% what I am. Koreasick. đ
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