I never expected to actually miss being in China. I mean, all those times I complained about not wanting to go? Absolutely how I felt, right up until I entered the country. And then there was energy. I suddenly had an ambition to be there, a need to live like the locals lived, to really understand the language.

And so I guess it's not so crazy that I teared up a little, that last day, when I was folding clothes and looking out the big hotel window. I was leaving a place, possibly permanently, that I love.

But now I'm home.

I'm not so horribly thrilled to be back. Only a few select people brought me back across the border without a struggle. They may know who they are, they may not Some, I have to doubt have any idea.

Tiredness is taking over my body, again. It's five in the morning, and I was planning on just dealing with the rest of the day, by now. But NOOOOOOO.

Stupid sleep cycle. dwslfjkasdjfa.

I miss China.

Later.

Though I've never been to China, I can't say I can see why anybody would want to stay there. I mean, unless they were a citizen of China. Eh, it's probably just me...
» randomjunk on 2007-07-09 08:55:00

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