Life is so unfair. There are people who work so hard they don't get to see any daylight; there are people who fear they would lose their job; there are people who have lost their job and are looking for one.
And I get to sleep till 10am every day, wander somewhere to meet friends for lunch, talk about how much they love (little) or hate (much) their job, wander further or watch a movie or play squash or have a nap, meet with someone else for dinner (normally I would have to wait for quite a while for them to get off work, sometimes hours...).
Six weeks in HK makes me feel like a HK citizen again (even though my HK ID card tells me I have always been). Of course there are many things I love about being in HK, and there will certainly be things I miss when I go back to the Land of Expensive and Unreliable Transport (guess what!). But I could see many people are jealous of my position and the freedom I have. To be honest, I would be if I were them. Life isn't always perfect. Actually, life is never perfect. But I just seem to be so lucky, or blessed. When I leave HK, I will be glad to leave the imperfections of living in HK behind. Ironically, when I escaped from London, I was in search for things to fill the gaps of my London life. I wonder whether it is possible to have two lives, or homes which complement each other.
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