I'm home. Or at least I think I am. After spending the last two weeks with the people I love so much it is hard to call my place in the world home. But it is good to be back. As I was flying into SLC this afternoon work thoughts started to line up in my mind as if to welcome me back and give me just a few reasons why I shouldn't pack up and move back to Korea to live out a life expat style.
Who am I kidding?
While I may be a bit homesick for my sweet family I get to see every year or so and the idea of living as a foreigner is almost always appealing to me, Salt Lake is home. As soon as I get my schedule figured it out {is it midnight or 3 in the afternoon?} I've got a list the length of my arm I want to do with all this great fall weather.
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