The blush of the new year is off, and I'm feeling a bit ill-content with life. Having lunch with Curt and Kwon yesterday, things waxed a little bit philosophical as we ate Kimchijiggae, and I realized my Korean friends don't understand me at all. It's unfathomable for so many Koreans, as they try to conceptualize a life (such as mine) dedicated to constant simplification and less money. But I'm utterly sincere in that commitment, despite the way that it leaves me feeling entangled in broken commitments to my own family. Sigh. What am I doing?