Two worlds

Disney really likes to mess with my head. Whole new worlds are dangerous places, not places where romantic interludes occur.

I was content where I was in the U.S. I had many subsets of that world which I had control of and people, things, and places which could make me happy. I was ready to own my life. I had a comfortable circle of friends, a boyfriend, and prospects for life. But instead I longed for the unexplored.... a unique and different experience.

And it led me to Hong Kong.

This is where the typical story of growth and, getting knocked down, learning about yourself type of thing happens.

But it's deeper than that. Having a lot of emotional ties in the U.S. initially made me hesitant to be close to anyone here. But after several months, I realized that I was in too deep with my new life here and day by day, it makes it all the more difficult to leave behind.

Worse, I'm torn between my life here and my life back home.

It's.... bleh.