Author: Baya

Back to Beijing – A home away from home

While walking through the town, I pictured a life of growing up in China. Of never having to feel anything other than belonging.

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January

January 1st is a nothing day. We spend so much energy making sure the last day of December is a story to tell, that the first day of the new year is generally wasted in bed eating melted cheese on anything you can melt cheese onto. At least, that’s what it was like for me. Someone once told me that how you spend your New Years sets the tone for the rest of your year. If January is any indication, then they were not wrong. I did eat a lot of melted cheese. But I also spent a lot of time with my friends and a lot of time thinking about friendship – about what it means to be a friend, about what kind of friend I can be, about what kind of friend I need and deserve. I think that I’ve always been a good friend because I have always had good mental health. I think that I could always be enthusiastically there for my friends in every sense of the word – always …