Being independent in Beijing: I go grocery shopping by myself now.

My Chinese is horrible. I remember making flashcards for your Chinese class in sophomore year while you went out to smoke in the garage. It was really hard to find the symbols in your book to match the definition in the card, but I wanted to help. And going to Ralphs, Rite Aid, Galleria and calling it our store. We were regulars there and you hugged me every time we went under the air vent. It’s weird how one simple task links itself in my mind with any relevant thing from the past. 

Now, I am re-learning how to do things by myself. It sucks sometimes, but I’ll get used to it… sooner or later.