A Stone's Jump Away

Last week, I came home from an exhausting day and my brain just wanted to give up. I was starting to get tired of the routine of going to work, and then going straight home. In California, I never really had a routine. I was very busy doing stuff all the time. Whether it was business or pleasure, I was always doing something. In Korea, by the time I'm home, I'm exhausted from school stuff, and I don't have much else to do other than watch TV shows, clean, and/or make dinner. Some nights that is great! But this particular night, I couldn't do it. 

Let's just say, my first wave of being homesick started to hit. It was just a mini one, but it totally sucked. As I was complaining and moping around the apartment (with a swiffer in one hand and a vaccuum in the other, mind you), Kyle said "Do you want to go down to the river?" Between sobs, I said "Yeah". So we went downstairs to the Tancheon River, which happens to be right across the street from our apartment. There are giant rocks that are placed in the water so you can cross the river at different places. One set of these rocks happens to be right next to us, so it's very convenient. It was a great escape, and I was so happy that Kyle brought me down there. It made me feel much better. It also made me realize how ridiculous I was. As I was jumping across those rocks, I started looking around. There is so much around me, and always something new and different and fun. All I had to do was jump across some rocks to the other side of the river and I was fine. There are new restaurants to try, awesome parks to visits, different streets to walk down. There are so many things to do here. It's just a stone's jump away, rather than a throw.