Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Adopted Motherland

I just got back from Korea and I honestly can't realize the fact that I'm no longer there. It's crazy, because I discovered a new level of happiness, a sort of eureka for me, in my journey.

I mean, it wasn't all great. I got stung by a bee and reacted immensely, I had problems with my contacts, my ear got infected, and my friend and I fought like mad over some guys. But despite the bad, so much good came out of it. So much that I honestly changed, in a week, changed into something that I liked, finally. I stopped being unnecessarily clumsy, I stop dropping food on myself, I ate when I wanted to and not any other times and I got really, really pretty and sensible with my clothes.

I finally found a reason to put in effort, to better myself. And the results were amazing. There were old Korean tent restaurant owners who told me I was pretty, there were gay men who gawked over my chest and poked at it with amazement, there was an unnie who made me feel so accepted and welcome. I laughed and ate and spent time with these people, who i hope I never forget:dipping dots guy and lightsaber dude at everland, 24 hours dancing kid in hongdae, white shirt kid and mini taemin in itaewon, my adopted grandparents, the entire staff at always homme, the guy who I can never remember but will never forget, whose name starts with a Ch- at NB2, the guys from Singapore, the nice cab driver, and especially Eric Nam.

So many people, so many interactions, so many first times, hopefully not last time, so many emotions, desire, gratification, lust, euphoria, freezing my fingers off and crying in public  laughing and screaming and jo kwoning, scare your friends, having a family to feed, cats, cats, so many cats. Working through the hardships and building a stronger friendship, clubbimg until 5 am and still being the first ones to go home, getting hit on by koreans and in a gay bar, riding the t-express until we were too embarassed to face the ride staff, making a wish at the wish tree, crawling out of paintings, getting mistaken as one of the natives, having more fun and feeling more free than I have ever felt, ever.

I'll be back, Korea. See you soon.