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My chinese name is rain althought no one calls me that anymore. I have been called a name that I created for myself when I firs
I guess instead of writing an article, this should be a diary. I have been traveling around U.S. for my job and sometimes I don't even know where I am. Everywhere is home and nowhere is the real home.
When I was younger, in those cool summer nights, I would go up to the roof of our apartment and looked up for the airplanes. Often wondered where those airplanes were going and wished it took me somewhere far away someday. Now, about fifteen years later, I am in a city where I have been lost everyday to get to work since the day I arrive in here. Why did I want to get out of China so bad that many years ago and why I want it go back there so bad now? I often asked myself this question. Grass is always greener at the other side of the fence. That is the answer. Is that it?
