Apparently, there’s all sorts of drama at my old martial arts school, with black belts getting suspended right and left. I’m glad I’m not there. It would break my heart. Again.

One of my (non-martial arts) friends is actually revolted by my former martial arts master’s behavior; she says it’s too Asian, and that Americans would be disgusted with it. She mentioned that

As Po-eun said, “I would not serve another master though I might be crucified a hundred times,” so now I serve no master. Having abdicated my right to practice them, I’ve forgotten all the patterns, perhaps willfully so.

I don’t suffer from the proverbial phantom limb pain anymore, but I haven’t yet found a psychic replacement.

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