The Exodus

In the winter, the birds head South for warmer weather. In the summer, the newest crop of young professionals and graduates flood out of New York, triumphant, broken, but not both.

I will say this now that it’s happened. Whether you leave as a prince or pauper, it’s better than being the one left behind.

I have no one to watch Harry Potter with.

And it makes me sad.


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  1. same here, man. same here… so wish we could live together in whatever country again. i’m about to move into my own place in daegu, and it’s quite depressing actually.

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