The Hole in my Soul

There is a hole in my soul somewhere in Seoul.

I miss so many things at this point. Good food, good speakers, movies, sun, real winter, rain, thunder, chairs, desks, a house, pets, swimming, working hard, not working at all, China, the USA, the world, and some great Koreans.

I think there are so many things to miss but only one or two of them actually matter.