The past seven years have been one adventurous whirlwind. From not knowing what to do in England to flying here. I’m not going to deny this was where the beginning of my life experience started. Learning the footsteps of how to live by myself, to take care of myself, the struggles the ups and downs. Realising that this mature woman now is so different from who she was and how she was. I don’t regret one bit of my life in Hong Kong it was a new reality for me from the reality I known.
I certainly met some characters along the way of my journey, some supported me, some destroyed me and some made me feel like I belonged here. I certainly don’t regret meeting every individual person even those that have done me wrong. As, most likely I’ve done something equally as bad hahaha, but nevertheless without these lessons in life, you wouldn’t value what was and what is now.
What next?
When I was planning my move to Hong Kong 7 years ago, I actually never intended to stay longer than I am. Don’t get me wrong, I love Hong Kong, it’s a place where I really poured my heart to love and my soul to live. I believe everything happens for a reason and I hoping when this travel ban is lifted that I get to visit some countries that I hope to reside in.
“Blah thoughts”
As the world has come to this fucked up catastrophe, that each area around the world we are facing with inner battles are we this, are we that. With words and names, separating everything. Defining everything! Honestly, if words didn’t have a “meaning” that the individual hold so intensely I think from then we can learn to understand start to communicate.
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