6 weeks. 37 days. Freeeeedom. I can't wait to start living again. To have an endless number of days in front of me in which I can do as I please; get up late, stay up all night.
I've done my time. Served a year of a prison sentence that has been life in Korea. Slaved away for a group of horrible people who have now started wondering "Why wouldn't you want to stay another year?" "What are we going to do when you leave?" Treat someone like complete $&!# for a year and then begin to wonder such things... well, thats Korea for ya.
Although one things for sure "If I can make it here I can make it anywhere." And if my relationship has managed to survive this, how hard can everything after be? (Although immigration officers can be pretty tough sometimes!)
6 weeks. It means I'm getting close to the time when I can allow myself to dream again :)
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