homesick

I have to admit it: I am homesick

Not for the politics or the pop culture or any of that ugly shit like guns, racism and NASCAR

But just because...

I am turning 30 and thinking a lot (again). there is something about nationality that is deep and you can't just shake it. I mean when you define yourself, take away "work" and what's left...

I have recently been watching Frontline on the net, and listening to NPR on th net.

There is no real chance to move home anytime soon, given the family situation, so I will just hang in Fuk town and try to get some creativity flowing.

The force is strong in Nip-land to work to death, literally. Life is hard to enjoy.
Being a self-centered slack-ass doesn't help either.

At least there is a Costco 45 minutes away where I can buy Fritos and Corona and blitz my brain away 4 nights a week.