It was a long trip, Shanghai to Chicago and finally I am here. Through all the pains of packing and parting words, I finally wrapped up my thoughts and put into my package, yes, I have to be back.

Some dim light once sparkled on my mind, vague but positive -maybe I should stay Shanghai with parents with gray hairs and expecting eyes; maybe I should ……….

For once and for more, I always lost myself on my way back here.

Tonight, when the music lighting me up again; when the silence here soothing my heart again, I told myself to be strong and don’t shed tears as I will be good.