I've spent the last week on the other side of the world, in South Korea. I can honestly say that I am having the time of my life. I spend my days hiking mountains in the most beautiful places in the world and eating the most delicious foods.
But, I can't help thinking about how much I miss my family and friends back home. When I was home, I wanted to travel and be alone. When I travel, I miss my home. I think I finally understand why people say that INFJs cannot be monks because although we are introverts, we need people.
