Second New Year.
This was the forewarning of the Snowpocalypse that overtook Seattle this last week. I hadn’t even made the connection until just now when the sky turned red. Do you know the old sailor’s tale? (How about that light fixture coming out from the clouds, ha!)
I woke up this morning seeing all of the New Year’s wishes from my friends here and abroad. It seems like the holidays never end when you have a cross-cultural life. Just when Christmas and New Year’s end on the state side, it’s the Chinese New Year and all of the celebrations start all over again. J is traveling through Yunnan today to my favorite city…one of the only places that ever enlightened and inspired me. I hope she finds that there too.
I’ve been here over half a year already and it’s funny how in the place where I am supposed to be home, I feel the most alone. Let’s hope that with this second new year beginning that I’ll find some inspiration again. 2012, Enter Year of the Dragon.
