Comfort food

Sometimes, it’s really tiring to live in China. Air, people, noise; even the food is getting too much.

You miss home. So you need some sort of comfort food, something nice, reassuring and familiar. I’ve had such moments, when all I wanted was a good cup of coffee.

But it’s been worse. I’ve been further. One evening, after class, it was really hard. And I gave in.

It was wonderful!

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