Leaving Beijing Like Its California

It's been great, it's been wonderful but it wasn't easy.

The past one and a half years in Beijing made me learn, made me look, and made me a better human to strive for a better future.
The reason I came to China in the first place was to trace back my ancestry, to learn more about my own culture and the Chinese language. At this point, I would say I succeeded partially in doing so.
First of all, working in China is not plain-sailing, lovey-dovey, happy-go-lucky. You really need to go down to work, grind day in day out, learn the ins and outs of the society, before assimilating in this culture. How do the Chinese do it? Who knows?

That is why China is one of the world's biggest powerhouses today, with annual spite of 6.6% (13.4 trillion a year) in growth.

I moved to Chengdu recently, away from the hustle and bustle of Beijing, away from endless sleepless nights, away from unstable lifestyle and jobs, away from bad smog, away from it.
A new start, a new beginning, a new chance to mend my mistakes, to take a step back and do what's meaningful and right.

To all that have loved and accepted me:

Graciously we come,
Quietly we go,
In the midst of it all,
Day and Night,
We sing and we pray
for a better day.

Until that day,
Where the light shines upon the twigs,
Where the grasshopper and the mantis,
Vie for one last opportunity,

c'est la vie.

Carpe Diem like it's your last day.

Never lose sight of what you want in life.