I was jostled awake by the plane landing. I couldn't remember when I had fallen asleep, and I didn't really care. I stood and collected my bags, excited to see

my destination. I had wanted to come back here since I was very young. This place was my true home.

            My foot found the tile floor and I exited the plane. I was greeted with a large sign.

            "Welcome to Seoul" it announced to me in large letters. Underneath it was the Korean translation. Suddenly I forgot everything which had been

tormenting my mind and allowed the excitement to take control. A million ideas flooded into my head. I need to exchange my dollars for wons. I want to eat the

food, I miss kimchi. I stopped and attempted to collect myself. I would get a chance to do all of those things soon. For now I needed to get out of this airport. I

took out my phone to check the time. Upon turning it on I was greeted with 14 missed calls. I allowed a sigh to escape my lips. Maybe I should call her back I

told myself.