Taking nearly ten hours… finally, I arrive at the destination. With a jetlagged body, I smile slightly and say: ‘here it is!’

Facing the dazzling sunshine with the freezing temperature, I can still not get used to… thousands of foreigners cruising around me. However, I start missing the land I used to be in, the people I used to talk to, and the atmosphere I used to sleep in…

First time to take airplane, first time to go to overseas, although I have experienced several the ‘first time’s, this time differentiated drastically from what I have tried before. Looking at my steps, I am aware that after the gate, I need to take total responsibility for myself. Seeing the unfamiliar faces and language, the pressures are like the numbers of those strangers… pushing me.

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After one week, I have gotten the habit of some basic living style, but maybe what I cannot get use to are more.

Today is a quite pleasant day, even though I am still not accustomed to the somehow cold temperature. I heard that Taiwan has heavy rain so far… maybe some slips will occur. I don’t know why I talked about this… after all, I am far away from Taiwan.

Sitting under the sunshine, because of having nothing to do, I start to think about anything. The boring existentialism and syllogism, the inter-query of philosophy and logic, hurt my brain. I am wondering why I spent some months with my high school classmates discussing about that. The tiredness forces me to close my eyes… however, in the dark… the two words, ‘go away’ appear before my eyes. It interrupts my rest… let me think about Taiwan. One week ago I stood on it; so, Taiwan and I should be integrated. Now I went away from Taiwan. Will it be one kind of treason? I remember… yesterday D asked me, ‘will you go back to Taiwan?’ He said he read a periodical, and one of the articles stated about the Taiwanese returned students; ‘just 5% of them will go back with their original nationality. Is it said 95% of them betray Taiwan, the land they were born? They betray their ‘nation’… wait a moment… ‘Nation’, who are you? The ridiculous question is also famous overseas. The components of a nation are territory, sovereignty, people…

I found my brain is going to blow up… I should not think about that. The thinking has destroyed this fine day. Maybe if next time I want to consider something about that, I should find a raining day. To hurt my brain may be better to go sleep……