Strange Old Land

My life once in this city seems so far away, it seems strange to me, nothing is linked to the past anymore.

It is new to me, I am new to it as well. We don't recognize each other.

When I saw this structure in my cab, my breath stopped a little. This is an added memory, an acquired taste.

My heart is not aching for this city, it still aches for the city far away, but somehow, this view, touches me a little, for its strangness and bravery of being so different in an old land.

(CCTV tower, from the man who gave Seattle its Public library, from the many Chinese construction men who built a new country and work for so little.)