Sunday, 24 December 2006

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  Six incredible months, several memorable friendships, an intense goodbye, 18 hours of traveling, a nacho dinner at Dennys, and a hospital visit later, Maura is back home in San Diego in the ol' U.S of A.  Oh and at LAX some guy outside randomly asked me in Chinese if the flight from Guangzhou had arrived.  Sorry, I said, I just got in from Beijing.  And that was the last Chinese I spoke.
  
  
  Anyways, things at home are the same but different.  Or maybe it's just me.  I feel...weird.  It's the only word I can find to describe it.  Everything is familiar but alien.  I'm a foreigner in my own homeland.  I keep almost saying Chinese phrases that I used daily, and then I sadly remember that no one here knows what I mean.  I want to do things that I did, see people I saw, but I can't do any of it.   No one here was there with me, and probably no one actually cares because, well, they weren't there lol. 

  Sigh...why are we given happiness if in the end it will all be taken away?  

  I want to go back. 
  
  Ok please call me so I can get over this weird reverse culture shock thing faster.

   

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