“Success is the progressive realization of a worthy goal or ideal.” – Earl Nightingale
Two weeks in Shanghai. I’ve settled into my new apartment, now fully furnished and decorated with IKEA everything. After 8 months on the road, I finally have a home of my own again.
Of course, until the last month, I always thought I had a home to come back to. So during those confusing days when I couldn’t make up my mind, I think it was mostly because I didn’t want to let go of the idea that I still had a home. But home is where the love is, and when I realized that the only love there was my own, I decided it was time to take it and go make a new home. In the end we are all selfish. My love is as precious as anyone else’s, and I don’t need to try double as hard to maintain a home for two, when I can just have a little corner of my own.
There’s a traditional grocery market right across the street and the bus stop is just outside the complex. It takes 15 minutes to walk to the nearest subway station and the big shopping complexes. Small shops lined the street, selling everything that you can imagine. I finally feel like I’m in China.
New home, new friends, new job, new life. One day I will look back and see that this is good. For I still believe that we should live for love and goodness, and even if the world can’t give me the same love that I’m offering, I still lived a life that’s true to myself.
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