Talking in Circles

I miss my students. I haven't taught a class since January 17 and it's really starting to hit home that I taught my last language camp without even knowing it. I counted out in my head the time I have left in Korea and it came as a gentle surprise to find that in less…

Morning Musings from an American Expat

I don't know when I became a morning person. Somewhere between the late nights of twenty-one and the overworked semesters of senior year at twenty-two I began to rise with the sun. There is comfort in the morning. Its cool breeze wraps around me as I pull my blanket tighter around my shoulders. My mug…