I really felt it. For the first time since I've already known it in my head, I really felt that I'm leaving.
After closing one bank account, and sitting at the next, as the woman across the counter from me was stamping her forms and giving me papers to sign, and I realized I had muchos DOLLARS and no WON anymore, I finally felt that I was going home, going to leave Korea, and going to America.
Isn't that crazy? After all my countdowns and packing and saying goodbye, all it took was some money, and I really felt like I was finally leaving.
On another note, was American money always this LONG? It seems fake to me...
Hoooommm...
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