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It's always an adventure living in China, but maybe I don't want it to always be an adventure.
At some point, I get sick of being crowded, sick of being limited by the language, sick of dealing with really bizarre situations that could only happen in China, sick of culture shock. And man, I just want a freakin' chicken salad sandwich.
I love being here, I really do. No chance I want to move back to America. But still, sometimes I feel stuck and I want to be free. I want release.
And my phobia too. I wish I didn't always have to be so cautious, looking around for the objects of my phobia. I wish I could just live life without any awareness of their existence, like I used to.
Sometimes I feel like I'm not free, but I want to be.
And I used to believe God would give me freedom, but now I'm not sure.
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This post is written for Five Minute Friday. The prompt this week is "release."
