Longing
I was walking through Chinatown on lunch the other day and passed through a park full of old Chinese, mostly men gambling, sitting and talking. The sight and sound of them talking, along with the chill in the air broken by a bit of sun, took me back to Europe for a moment. Not so much the sound of Chinese, but the overall foreigness (and familiarity) of it all--parks, pensioners, chilly weather, autumn-type sun and that brief sensation that I could have been anywhere at that moment. For the most part I've felt comfortable with my decision to stay here a while, but that moment made me long for being elsewhere, for the excitement of living in a place where everything's new, and even going to the store is an adventure in its own way.
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Mike Why @ 18:06