A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.
George Moore, 1916
If you’re tuning in after my previous post, you’ll be relieved to hear that Mr. FedEx did eventually arrive and my contract successfully made its way to Korea. If you’re not, then you probably don’t care.
Anywho, as moving day drawers ever closer, my daily range of emotions seem to fluctuate wildy between excitement and despair. Trying to ignore the majority of the internet’s opinions, I am feeling increasingly happy with my decision.
How did I decide on this teaching job?
I was fortunate enough to be in a position of having a choice of offers, and so I had to weigh up the pros and cons of each and essentially prioritise them (the delights of which I’m saving for a separate post). It might sound silly, but up…
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