i absolutely hate rats (regardless of their cute looks and the ability to cook french food), but this year of the rat has gone off on a fabulous start. i remember being in hong kong this time last year and interviewing with a german (jerk) for a job that would occasionally send me to italy, and here i am today in vancouver interviewing with an iranian (i think) for a job that would occasionally send me back to china!
who would have thought so much could change in a year. life is oddly playful that way. as i waited for my bus home today, with feet in comfy ballet flats, kitten heel shoes and a copy of the georgia straight in my hand, i looked up at the blue that's been missing from the vancouver skies and felt genuine happiness. there have been moments in the last two months where i've pondered and wondered whether coming back here was a mistake. sure, people kept telling me i had "options" and my choices are always reversible, but i was tired of that. i wanted to stick to something and feel solid for a change. today, after my interview and my first creative non-fiction writing class, i feel finally things are starting to happen. i don't want to jinx the job, but however it turns out at the end, i know i've paved the way for something and am on a more definitive way to the future. and that's what i've come back to achieve.
so i think the year of the rat won't be ratty after all. it's going to be healthy, wealthy and prosperous, gong xi gong xi.
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