Remember when someone older than you–perhaps your parents, but for me it was my Uncle Wayne–told you how time begins to move a lot faster as you get older? Of course, when you’re young you’re not thinking about that. And, since you’re not thinking about it, you don’t notice how time begins to start speeding up and speeding up, until you’re about to turn 34 years old and white hairs are beginning to pop up on your chinny-chin-chin.
Turns out that’s not the only one they were right about. While today is Day 55 for me in South Korea, it feels like I have been here long enough that, somehow, some things have become routine. This couldn’t be. I mean, I was in South Korea for 55 days in 2010. Of course, a lot of the time then was spent being unhappy. It’s amazing how commonplace a big-ass bag of dried anchovies staring back at you can become when you’re just living your life.