Boy with Flowers = Girl with Smile

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Ho-Hum

I’ve been lazy and neglectful. My little blog has fallen by the wayside. I would like to tell you I’ve been busy getting ready for the big move, doing something creative, or at the very least, being somewhat productive. But sadly, that is not the case. The truth is I’ve been holed up in my air-conditioned apartment, watching movies and sipping icy, caramel-topped coffee drinks from Starbucks conveniently hand-delivered by Klynt. The few times I’ve left this semi-slothful state was to get an internet fix or grab dinner. Okay, okay, I’ll admit, this may be a slight exaggeration, but really, it isn’t too far from the truth. C’mon, what’d you expect; so many illegal DVDs, so little time.


Here: I’m posting this photo in case there are any doubters out there needing proof that I actually did leave the apartment this week.* Somewhere South of Suzhou there was a big storm kicking up some pretty cool clouds. We even witnessed clear blue skies for a minute or two, but now it’s back to the typical grey haze. Apparently somebody took the “lazy, hazy days of summer” to heart. :) Have a happy 4th!

*Klynt actually took the photo; I just pointed and said “hey, look at the sky.”

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This is me. It’s been exactly two weeks since my most recent haircut. I asked the stylist to cut my bangs on an angle. Wow. I guess I should just be happy to still have bangs. Klynt tries to tell me that a bag over my head isn’t necessary when we’re out in public, but I’m not convinced. Does anyone else think I look like a Shetland pony?

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I Was Here

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While shuffling through some recent photos, I came across this particular one, and found myself thinking “gosh, that’s me, a small-town girl a very long, long way from home.” Who would have thought? Not me! At times the world seems pretty small, but at this particular moment it felt big, incredibly big.

Often I find myself in different situations, for example; having dinner with friends, at a wedding, riding in a taxi, or shopping downtown, and feel as though I am experiencing them similar to how you would experience a movie；I guess that would explain it best. I mean you are there, in the thick of it and at the same time, somewhat…well, seemingly not really there. Everything is foreign. The faces, cuisine, fashion, art, customs, architecture, landscapes, world views and language all seem, at times, surreal.