College is over. It’s been so long since I haven’t been home too.

This would be the right time for someone to come in and tell me what to do. Keep working at the school? It does sound like a good plan, but now that I have an actual degree it’s kind of a tricky situation… Yejoon already has a good job at the store as an accountant (which makes a good note to myself: on my next life I’ll study a more useful major), but I don’t like this. I wish I could find a job where I can finally get to do what I actually studied for, you know? I spent four long years studying color to spend the rest of my life teaching English at a private training school… not a good life plan. 

Anyway, I try to live calmly. I have this awful habit of grabbing my stuff and running away. It’s like I can’t stand staying in places if something goes wrong. I’m a coward, probably. 

Hey, it’s not like I run away to avoid facing things! I do face them. And then I go away. Because who wants to stay around people that hurt you? Not me, that’s for you.

A-nyway, I have already packed my stuff to go back home. I asked for a transfer at EF China and then it’s set. I’ll be back in Seoul in no time. 

‘When are you coming back, Yebin?’, Yejoon asked me over the phone. ‘Tomorrow’, I answered, grabbing my boarding pass to check the time. ‘Are you serious?’, he asked. ‘Yeah, I already got the tickets and all’. Since I left to China to major in arts I stopped being predictable, I quitted telling everyone about my plans. That’s why my brother felt such a surprise when I told them that we’d see each other tomorrow. 

- So what time are you arriving? Want me to go pick you up? – He offered – I got a new car

- Really? Alright, that’d be nice 

- Ok cool! – He sounded so happy.

There’s a movie called Tiny Times. It’slike and the city but Chinese. I don’t know why, but that movie stuck in my head for a long time. Not exactly because of the content, but because of the name. Tiem can be so short, and it can be so tediously