Lijie

I find myself stumbling over words (I mean, more than I usually do) because Chinese and English have become one big smorgishborg inside my head. I confuse other people, and even myself = ).  In retrospect, when I think of China, it was beautiful, sad, crowded and lonely, all at once. And I feel lucky to have spent most of my time with family. But it also means I was living in a bubble for 3+ weeks. A bubble of food, smoke, and constant laughing. I wonder if the people of Beijing will ever see a clear blue sky like the one above California?