Girl Gone Home

I’m in the States and I’m so tired I can’t think straight. I made myself go for a run after the full day on a plane, and I still haven’t decided if that was a good choice or not. I lost my hair tie. Tap water is a miracle. I keep trying to speak in Chinese. The streets are clean and the air is fresh. There are white people everywhere. Some of them are rude. I talk too loudly and too much and people here can understand me. I ate a hamburger and french fries and drank a summer shandy for dinner and then fell asleep at the table in the bar. I still have a fake tiger tattoo on my arm. I feel lonely and disoriented. I love the faces I’ve seen today and I love that I will see more soon.

Tomorrow, I think, it will be very good to be back.

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