It had been one month since I came home. Next
Monday the journey will begin. I understand it is depressed to leave a comfort
zone. Previously it was in Raleigh, now it is in my hometown. One the other hand, I
totally acknowledge without taking risk, how does one get the premium? Hometown,
I don’t really know what it is; I’m just familiar with my home and its
neighborhoods where includes a coffee shop, a bookstore, a bakery, a grocery
stores, and a McDonald’s in which I visit every week. On this weekend, I’d like
to stretch the neighborhoods farther. I'd like to go to Costco, to see an English
movie and have lunch in a Japanese Restaurant. Maybe I can regain a part of my
memories left in Raleigh.
Preface
Yesterday
I went to a university to meet a professor I have known for many years. I heard
him talking about how creative his ideas are and promising his research is. At
the same time, he showed his disproval of the most important chapter of my
dissertation. He said it cannot be published because my advisor doesn’t give
his name on the working paper for endorsement although he didn’t read it. Of
course, I showed my respect and said nothing because there was Asia.
The weather
in this week was unusual. It was sunny in the day, cloudy in the afternoon, and
heavy rain pours down in the evening. Several times I was stuck in Carmichael
Recreation Center. I didn’t mind staying there longer since I didn’t know that would
I have any chance to be there again? I have a gloomy feeling that I never ever
had before. I should have expected the day would eventually come, but I was
either too busy or too happy to notice it until it approaches close to me. It
is so overwhelming that I cannot stand it.
Downpour
Arrival, May
8th
It took
around one hour to fly from Raleigh to New York, shorter than transferring from
JFK to Midtown Manhattan through subway. I left the luggage in the hotel and
went to have a tour. Today I walked from Chelsea to Midtown, and approached
Times Square. Life in the city must be stressful. People are pushed to move
fast; pedestrians cross roads without seeing traffic signals; car drivers tap
horn frequently. If it were not the fancy stores and tons of skyscrapers, I
would guess I am in a developing country. Maybe this is the cost of being the
world's biggest and funniest city. Just staying in half day, I knew this city
is not a place for me. Smaller cities, e.g. Boston and Charlotte, are supposed
to be helpful to my career. I need to keep the distance from the crowd or I
couldn't think and work. But the good thing is there are many grocery stores
and people don't need to drive to buy toothpaste although the sum of driving
cost and the product price is cheaper in Raleigh.
Manhattan
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