memories

It has been over a month since I got back in LA from China. Suprinsingly speaking it was the first time I enjoying the time there ever since my childhood. It wasn’t until spending time with all my loved ones again that I’ve realized how much I have missed them. 3 years was a long time to be away from grandpa and grandma. Their wrinkles shock me every time that I see them. They weren't like that at all in my memory. Can you wait for me for a little longer?

Everyone was healthy and happy, I felt blessed. Everything felt so simple, even tho I had to do a driver’s license test and had to study for hours because Chinese driver’s license test is a pain in the ass, for instance they make you memorize “is this situation’s speed limit 50 or 55 or 60” all sorts of tricky questions. The test got 50 questions and you can make no more than 5 mistakes, anyway, even tho I had to study all of that bullshit, and I even paid 60 bucks to narrow downs the 1500 questions to 500 questions, but anyway. I could've chosen to stay there forever and let the happiness last a bit longer but I also knew that my dreams were calling me every second. I have been living and focusing on music once again since I’m back in LA. May everyone that I love find their way.

ps. @my grandparent’s kitchen, that’s my cute ass grandpa in the back