I do appreciate it whenever I get emails and news from my friends in Shanghai. Charles, Adele, Peng Fei and Chen Chuan. But everytime I hear something from them, all the memories start flooding in. I remember the laughters and the fun I had with each of them individually. Then I start to think about the city itself. Then I start to think...boy...I feel like going back!

But I really am torn in between. I remember leaving Shanghai, telling myself that I don't think I would want to come back for long-term or to relocate there. Life's too hard and too different. It's too much changes and it's something I don't like. Yet, still, I won't deny the happy memories that it has given me, the good things that are there, the cheap items that I can buy and the familarity I already have with the way of life, transport and city.

Sigh. Sometimes, it's hard to reply my friends' emails. Just gotta set my heart down and see them as friends. Not as friends only of Shanghai.

And wherever God wants to move me, I have to trust eh? :)

On a side note, saw this msg on my friend's fb status: Saying goodnight isn’t a formality. It’s the art of saying that I remember you in “my last minute of the day"

And that's very true of me! Of what I mean when I say goodnight. So goodnight you!