What is This Feeling? in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • Nov. 15, 2001, midnight
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I wrote the following very early this morning:

I think I know.

I’m homesick.

And it’s terribly sad because I don’t have much to come home to except for my cat and my fern.

Literally took a slow boat to China yesterday to visit a factory. Yeah, the experience was very cool and wonderful…but there’s only so many factories I can visit before I burn out. Luckily, the schedule for today consists of meetings in Hong Kong in offices only. Good, because the weather turned cold and blustery and I have boots to wear that have heels that aren’t compatible with tiny Chinese stairways in gigantic Chinese factories (my size 7 feet are actually too big for those tiny steps!).

My boss is trying to give me excuses to stay over until Saturday. Y’know, I would…but things have happened over here that have put a little bit of a damper on my personal happiness (I’ll explain later), and I would really just like to go home and crawl under the covers with my kitty and sleep.

I really wish there was someone at home who would meet me at the airport and give me a hug and a kiss and hold me for a long, long time and tell me over and over again how much he missed me.

I really wish….

Well, whoever he is—I really, really miss him too.

Better go get in the shower and get ready for my meetings.

Yeah well…

Now I’m off to have cocktails at Felix at the top of the Peninsula Hotel which is now my favorite place in Hong Kong (as if I’m the experienced know-all).

The day went very, very well. Gotta pack tonight. Leaving for home in the morning.

I think I’ll miss this place.


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