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It's October, and i'm getting the familiar Shawshank separation-from-China anxiety. About to come home mid-November, and this time, it's supposed to be for good. I haven't been in the USA for the same 7 month span now for the past 3 years, and i am just supposed to function like normal in a place i've grown unfamiliar. if i go to a restaurant in the us, how am i going to negotiate the cutlery? will they bring me two sticks so that i can eat, or will it be embarrassing? what about the moto-cars? i saw one once when i was a kid, but i hear that everyone in america has one now. the whole world just went and got it's self in a damn hurry. what am i going to do when i'm on escalators... walk? hell no. what am i going to do when i'm in a crowded hospital elevator... NOT smoke? hell no. you just expect me to live in america now and not spit and squat and yell? and i bet i'm expected to drive while looking at the road? fuck that son. i'm bringing the china back with me or i'm not coming back at all.