Writer's Block

The USA is the place I was born. Canada is the place I was raised. Taiwan is the place in my heart.

Friday, July 29, 2005

Strolling along the streets of downtown Manhattan, I delighted in the visual diversity of people and neighborhoods. I found myself resisting sentimentality. I missed this life, a life I once had. The sky seemed bluer, the architecture more striking and the moments more precious. I savored it all, saving them for later.











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