Sometimes I wonder, after spending childhood in China, 8 years in the US, 8 years back in China, 2 years in Australia, and back to China again, what has these expereince brought to my life? I am not sure.
Many people said that I have a unique and wonderful life, but I can't seems to quite put my finger on it. Was it really wonderful to experience so much when I was so young?
To me, life has been busy, and had passed me by, now all I want to do is to "stay in one place and listen to one talk about his/her life."