The first four months in China came and went to quickly I forgot to take a moment and cherish them. So this next semester I have made a promise to myself, to make much more of my time here.
I’ve always been one to prefer the company of myself over the company of others. Moving to a new country has not changed this. I am always able to breathe a little easier and think a little clearer. I also find that I’m able to appreciate the moment I’m living in much better as well. I’m not distracted by talking or someone vying for my attention. This way I am able to zone out as much as I want and let my thoughts wander and roam wherever they may please.
For the first time since I’ve moved to China, I miss Texas. I keep listening to my favorite country songs and day dreaming about my favorite back roads and the feeling of warm sun on my skin. I miss the dust the gets kicked up behind cars on dirt roads, and I miss the smell of hay in a barn. Most of all I miss looking out my window and seeing green grass for miles, and the hills in the distance dotted by cows and horses.
Now my view consists of homogenous apartment buildings and so many skyscrapers I can no longer keep count. Don’t misunderstand me, I love China and its culture. Most of all I yearn for that feeling of confusion, of being new somewhere, and not really knowing how things work and having to figure it out. It’s exciting, it gives me a thrill like I’ve never experienced before. Living abroad is an adventure I never want to end. I can see myself chasing this feeling for the rest of my life. Never settling for ordinary and constantly surprising myself with what I am able to accomplish next.
The more I write, the more I realize it’s something I want to do more seriously. Writing has always been a constant outlet for me whether it makes it onto the blog or not. This space is about the adventure that is my life. And I am so excited to experience it.
“I don’t know where I’m going from here but I promise it won’t be boring” –David Bowie