A week ago everything was ok, over, finito; a week later for various reasons, the chains have to be pulled tighter again. Just like that.
Life in China has definitely been more interesting than back in the US, not the least because it's oo often like an arbitrary joke that I don't know how else to react, except to laugh.
What great misfortune of you having to be Chinese?!
Oh well, I am Chinese. I'm stuck with it, all of it, and there' s no running away from any of it.
To see the sick humor in a rotten situation and continue to be amused, I think, is one of the few survival skills left for the Chinese. For the game is not over, and the show must go on.
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WE are feel trapped in someway by our birth but the soul remains free!
I found you today by accident and wanted to at least leave a comment to say hello. I'm not in China but in Greece, however this particular post spoke to me.
Everyone thinks Greece is so great, that I go to the beach every day and live in a whitewash house and dance the night away while breaking plates on the ground. Nothing could be further from the truth.
My day is an unpredictable mish-mash of events plagued with misfortune, delays and being cheated as a foreigner. One gets tired of having to scream or cry, so I cope by laughing. I'm at the point now where I almost laugh inappropriately. Once I leave, I'll need to fix that.
It was fun at first, but as the years wear on it's no longer new, exotic or adventurous. It's just life, like anywhere else, except in a different language and more chaos that wears on one's patience.
Indeed. For the myriad of varieties in the world, some helpless ironies remain the same.
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