After sprinting from my final class to a taxi parked before the school, my shoulders sagged in relief as I boarded a 5:30 bus to Daegu. I had no choice but to relax, slowly melting into the wide-bodied luxury bus seat. The chair felt sticky, not from a drink that missed the mark, but rather from … Continue reading The Daegu Lantern Festival
What is American karaoke like? If you remember as I do, you’re in a dingy dive bar several blocks from a college campus. The smell of smoke and cheap beer nonconsensually assaults your nostrils. The clock strikes eleven and the bar owner jumps on the microphone. “All right folks! It’s karaoke night! Write your name … Continue reading Korean Karaoke
And perhaps most challenging of all, love is not unconditional. It doesn’t emerge no matter what, regardless of conditions. -Barbara Fredrickson, Love 2.0 I just realized the second sentence has some ambiguity. I sincerely hope that this sentence does not mean that love is impossible. Many people toss the term "unconditional love" when describing their … Continue reading Quoterday – Conditional Love
I remember back in July of 2017 when countless hours of applying, interviewing, and waiting finally bore fruit. Those six months felt akin to six years. Then I received an email. EPIK placed me in the Jeonnam Province. At the time I was sitting in London's Gatwick Airport awaiting a transfer flight to Edinburgh. My … Continue reading 100 Blog Posts
I recently read Amusing Ourselves to Death. A future post will comment on Neil Postman's insightful and profoundly prescient thoughts, I wanted to share possibly the most fascinating part - the prologue. Postman introduces his book by contrasting two prophecies propounded by two world-renown dystopian thinkers - George Orwell and Aldous Huxley. Both wrote of terrifyingly … Continue reading Huxley vs. Orwell
Last year, I have fond memories of spending each and every weekend with friends. We would romp around Gwangju, take day trips to museums, explore countryside historical sites, immerse within a local festival, or simply enjoy a drink in Mokpo. I procrastinated on spending a weekend alone for nearly three months. However, these solo weekends … Continue reading Solo Weekend or Lonely Weekend?