Sometimes I wake up and I don't know where I am. It takes me quite a while to realize I'm in China. ------------- We were watching a movie the other day, "Click". So I thought about if things that happen are ment to be. Can we choose? Can we change stuff by our humble actions or is it all planned in some ways we don't understand? Is it important to live for yourself or rather to care for other people? Chinese people take themselves way less important than Europeans do, it's amazing. But in some ways they aufopfern their lifes for other s in a way in which they could actually harm the life for whom they do all this. For example a father works all day far away from home to earn money for the family. He gets to see his family maybe once a month or every other month. That can't be good for a relationship.. ------------- Where do I belong? Is there a place, a time or both when I finally feel like coming home, feel like arriving? Or is it just about eating, shitting and passing on your gens? Is there faith? I actually could have seriously died for 4 times in my life, but I'm still walking around. Maybe there's still something I havn't done and somebody wants me to do it. If only I knew what that could be.
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