Good to be home
I got back home yesterday afternoon. It was raining in Twin Cities.
This morning on my way to work, it took me a few minutes to get used to driving, because I hadn’t driven for seven weeks.
The first thing I noticed was the greenery in the neighborhood and the blue sky. The green grass and trees, the white cloud in the bright and blue sky, the freshness and quietness in the air, the clear view and high visibility, the wide and clean streets, everything looks so beautiful and refreshing.
I missed all these while in China. During the whole seven weeks there, I don’t think I had seen the sun and the blue sky. It always looked gray and foggy.
In most places it was noisy and crowded. The streets were so busy and full of traffic, I had to be on alert while walking.
It feels good to be back home. And once again I notice and appreciate things I have taken for granted.