6500 Miles of Smush

I did something stupid.

Once upon a time, I lived and worked in South Korea and loved my job. I flew back to the US between contracts with every intention of returning to Korea, but then had a change of heart (and a job offer), leaving many of my things (including my entire professional wardrobe) still in Korea with a dear old friend. Well, shoot. Surprise shipping snafu, anyone?

The first box of my things came in yesterday, and — well — Poor box! I guess this is what three months and 6,500 miles looks like. Very, very smushed. But very, VERY wonderful!

Special thanks to Z!