Home. Sweet, sweet home.

After a good six and a half weeks away, I'm finally back in Vancouver. As I stepped out of the arrivals hall and into the fresh, open expanse that is the city of Vancouver, I was greeted with the Canadian Pacific high summer. Immediately, I put on my jacket.

It was refreshing as hell to be able to step outside a building and not immediately be hit by a wave of humidity. Honestly, however, it was cold.

Well, now that everything's been put away in their respective places, and everybody in Hong Kong knows I'm safely home, it's time to tackle the jet lag. Coming back is always so difficult to adjust to. In Hong Kong, there's so much to do that you don't have time to be jet lagged. Here, it's so different. Here's to being at least being able to stay awake during service on Sunday. Here, as an aside, I would like to say how nice it was to see everybody again.

There were at least a couple things that I've thought through over these past month and a half. Now we'll see how I put these newfound understandings to good use.

Flustered thoughts

It seems to happen with quite often, and with some degree of severity lately, doesn't it? I'm flustered again. I have no idea why. Maybe it's because I'm an indecisive person, which I have found quite pronounced lately.

This time, it's about leaving home and going home. I don't want to leave Hong Kong, but I want to go back to Vancouver. Obviously the plane ticket's been bought and I've got responsibilities in Vancouver, so I have no choice. But what if I DID have a choice? I can't decide. Perhaps I have a week mind. It's always been evident, given the number of times I've caved to various requests from other people.

In any case, I'll be back in Vancouver in under a day's time. Bittersweet, just like every other time I've had to leave Hong Kong.

I always like to end on a good note, so on the bright side, I'll be back for Christmas. =D

It's official. I miss Vancouver.

I never thought I would, but after 41 days, alas, it cannot be helped anymore. I had my official "I miss Vancouver" moment, and there is only one thing to blame.

The stupid time difference. Being 16 time zones minus daylight savings away, I have been severely cut off from the rest of my world. News does not reach me in time, and when it does get to me, everyone's already asleep. Being constantly in the dark, I am also unable to keep up with all the little foibles that crop up.

Oh, and one more thing. I MISS MY STUFFED ANIMALS. Seriously I should've brought Mr. Tuttles or Pooky along to HK, but according to certain somebodies they are a "waste of space." Never before has anything proven to be so wrong, and never again will I let somebody insult my stuffies like that. So uncalled for.

So I guess that's two reasons. Oh well. It's just 4 days now, and it's not like I don't like Hong Kong either. I'll live.