It’s been almost a year and I’m comfortable. I no longer have to think long and hard about what floor button I have to press when taking out the trash. I have the train system figured out, I can start a basic conversation in your language, and have fallen in love with your culture. It has been almost a year and I have changed greatly. I’m still the loving optimist just now with added experiences. I’ve been to that otter-hand holding marine park I had once raved and was overly excited about. I drink tea constantly, eat rice almost daily, ride the train regularly, watch Grey’s anatomy when I can, and reconnect with old friends back home. I came to this country with expectations, immense hype, and I am proud to say that I have not been disappointed. My life hasn’t turned out exactly as I had planned but it never does.
I’ve gotten to the point where I recognize this is my life now and I’m living it.