A wellness-humorist. Yeah, that's a thing. All thoughts, words, pictures, and diseases are my own.
Korean Farewell It has now been over a week since I left South Korea. In that time I have aggressively reunited with my friends–the type of partying you would expect in New Orleans and Baton Rouge after 7 months apart–exhausted Bumble and Tinder swipes, drove my vehicle around town solely because I could, and
This won’t be an ode. Not per the actual definition, anyways. I can’t form lyrics and poems are hard. Tribute below (culturally/grammatically flawed): I’ve been here for nearly a month. That is a long time. Certain people have endeared themselves to me. The views and the sounds are things I look forward to every day.
