End of the Beginning
I quickly made my apartment my home when I got to China. My belongings are spread out all over the place: socks hang from a bungee clothesline along the window, various pairs of shoes scatter the apartment floor, the coins I accumulated throughout the summer litter my bedside table, a mound of dirty clothes dominates the floor space next to my bed. As I begin to consolidate these belongings and pack my suitcase, I have flashbacks to doing the same in my slightly messy bedroom in America ten weeks ago.