In case you’re curious…

In February 2021, I packed up my entire life and moved to a country I had never been to, on a continent I had never visited. Crazy, I know. Why? Maybe the apocalypse of 2020 rewired my brain. Maybe it was my quarter-life crisis. Or maybe it was the toxic downfall America exhibited last year. But ANYWAY, keeping politics away from this blog, *cough* (thanks for nothing, Trump), teaching in South Korea has been an idea living rent free in my brain since I was 23 and fresh out of college. In fact I almost committed to it back then, but after a lot of thinking, (perhaps too much thinking), I talked myself out of it and surrendered to my stagnant existence of a life I so desperately wanted escape from. Okay, that sounds bad. No, I wasn’t running away from my life at home per se. At one point things were virtually perfect. I had a good job, my own apartment, an amazing family, friends, a boyfriend, etc… It wasn’t one single monumental moment that transpired this move, and I won’t give credit to any failed relationship or dead-end job for driving me away. I just knew if I didn’t push myself outside my comfort zone, I would forever look back at my 20s with regret and sadness. I’m a big believer in following your intuition. Some deep part of me that couldn’t let this idea go for 5 years felt like I was fated to come here. It’s weird how some things just seem to align perfectly, and I am not the girl to ignore signs from the universe.