For my family and I, the accidental fallout from Corona was that we ended up moving to Seoul for the summer. This was not something we planned for; even less, an expense that we budgeted for.
We left NYC at the height of the pandemic and traveled as lightly as we could. What’s happened in practice is that I’m having the opportunity to realize a long-time dream: to study Korean in Seoul.
My lifestyle here breaks down as follows: weekdays, I am a full-time college student. Classes started online, but a month ago we moved to learning on campus. I get home around mid-afternoon, and I’m back to being a father to my twins. After they go to sleep, the night shift gets going. I teach photography online or - as was the case this past week - work on commissions from clients back home.
On weekends I spend time with my family and squeeze in a review of the material I studied during the week. Today, my in-laws stopped by to take us out to a flea market. Normally, I’m all about that. However, when HRM asked if I would rather stay and get some rest… I just had to agree. They left the house shortly after three and came back around seven.
I thought I would lie down for a bit and then study; I slept through the entire thing.