Mid-term review

So it has already been a month.

Last month, on June 18, I arrived at this foreign place. I remember that sense of loneliness. I sat in my room alone, staring blankly at the walls. I felt that I was thrown into another world all of a sudden, away from friends, away from my comfort zone. I knew nothing about this city. I had no idea what is installed for me in the following 2 months.

Today this city is not the same anymore. I have made new friends, I have learnt new skills, I have developed a new routine in my life. In the beginning of my fieldwork, I remember I used to complain about the long commuting time from Evanston all the way down to the Chinatown. But now I find myself growing to like Chinatown. I like it not because it feels like home. I like it because I have started to see it as my second home. I enjoy working with the organization that I am assigned, as well as the Cafe in which I am doing research. Here I find friendship and support and care and acceptance. Here I witness how people are making the best of everyday.

Blessed. I know I am.