This ocean is not mine, I was born in another. I moved, learned, lived, cried and loved somewhere else…
Read MoreI recognised my discomfort for what it was quickly enough. I love challenging myself by meeting new people and throwing myself into new environments and experiences as often as I can, but that doesn’t mean I find it easy to do…
Read MoreI learned at a very young age that flights get canceled, baggage gets lost, water and electrical outages are a part of life, not everything can be purchased in a grocery store, military coups happen, and sometimes one gets evacuated from war zones. My primary hack is to make the journey part of your experience...
Read MoreWhile waiting for information about her funeral, I found out it was already taking place and I would miss it…
Read MoreThis emptiness, rootlessnes, in-betweenness, nobodiness, neither here, nor there-ness…
Read MoreJay and I stayed up till almost 3am that night realizing we had much more in common than we thought, shedding tears and spilling our life secrets…
Read MoreGetting to my final year, I had an existential crisis—I hadn’t done an exchange semester yet...
Read MoreA collaborative project between 20 artists across nine countries came close to that gossamer spirit that has guided me through my travels. That project was The Flyway Print Exchange, coordinated by the Melbourne-based printmaker and artist Kate Gorringe-Smith…
Read MoreOf course, I envy your ability to switch from Japanese to English and back again, like a ping pong ball ricochets and zings out of a corner.
Read MoreEverywhere and nowhere, home is no place...
Read MoreWith a deep breath, I’m ready to fly…
Read MoreI never thought that this change I loved so much would betray me. When my dad started talking, tears ran down my face as I soaked in his words and tried to make sense of what he was saying. We were leaving Peru in three days. No one in Peru knew we were leaving...
Read MoreThe flight might have been long and I had worried about the cost of the airfare, but from where I was sitting, none of that mattered anymore and this was the sweetest part of my trip…
Read MoreYour purpose in life isn’t just found in big cities, away from supposed intellectual backwaters. It’s found wherever you feel the most alive and the most genuine and such a place isn't often tacked to a specific postcode.
Read MoreAm I Korean or American? Am I more Korean or more American? Which side do I belong to? Who am I?—I kept asking until last night, the night of the TCK student organization meeting and the night that changed my perception of my own personal and cultural identity forever…
Read MoreIt feels like I have spent my lifetime perfecting the art of goodbye...
Read MoreMy mind practices the process of letting go, adapting to change and saying goodbye continuously…
Read MoreThe memories of the last goodbye would come flooding back — the guilt that I hadn’t embraced the moment, the feeling of contentment that I had made friends for life, the experiences I had locked into my memory, and most of all, the sadness that this all was all coming to a grinding halt…
Read MoreThere shouldn’t be an issue of not accepting another culture or religion just because you don’t like it or because you don’t understand it. Is this lack of tolerance something we might eventually be proud of? I shudder at the thought…
Read MoreHaving edited TCK TOWN for two and a half years now, having dated a very, very troubled TCK who was battling with his cultural identity, and through living TCK experiences myself, I could imagine that his past had made him this odd, awkward and uncomfortable rageaholic…
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