Four days ago, I touched down in Hong Kong, Hong Kong and began a unknown journey of hopeful dream enabling. But let's get to the point. I totally forgot that I was black these last few days. The normal looks and head turns that I generally get in foreign countries have been replaced with smiles. I love who I am, but it has felt good being the outsider, without BEING the outsider. I like this place, but I don't understand shit they are saying(insert sad laughter here).
One Life
