Find order in the universe.

I was an expat in Korea for some three years.  I was there to visit my parents who’d gone back in 1997.  When I got back to New York in 2005, one of my first stops was the Oyster Bar in Grand Central Terminal.

I realized right quick that I needed to establish some traditons for myself: Oyster Bar & Noodletown.

The thing about being a displaced person is that you are caught up in a lot of other people’s stories with yours being put on the back burner.  Living in Korea for the years that I lived there was both a challenge and a gift, but I knew I couldn’t stay forever.

I am sad about that.  I often wonder what would have happened if I had stayed, married a Korean guy, and set up house.

I’d probably be up in my ass with babies and laundry.

But then I wouldn’t have met this guy.

I never told the buried gold

Upon the hill – that lies –

I saw the sun – his plunder done

Crouch low to guard his prize.

––Emily Dickinson, “11”