How do you answer the question, “where are you from?” I always have trouble with this question nowadays. And even though I remember it was easier for me to answer this question when I was younger, I can’t remember what I used to say.

I bet I automatically assumed it meant I have to tell people I’m from China. I bet I thought that’s what people meant, like you don’t look like us so where are you from exactly? Then it turned into tell people the last place I lived like it would go something like this:

“Where are you from?”

“Baltimore County.”


“Not Baltimore City. Those two are different. That’s what I tell everyone…”

After this exchange I just sound conceited or something so I feel defeated because that’s not what I want to come across as at all.

Nowadays it becomes a conversation like this one, where I’m trying to figure out how I’m supposed to answer the question so that’s what I say and I end up giving my “life story” about where I was born to where I grew up and where my family has moved across the States. Then I feel like I’ve given TMI too soon and that leads to feeling defeated again.

So now I’m just left with the question hanging in the air and me a deer in the headlights. Awk…ward…


tears form behind my eyes

What will it take for all people to get along? Is that even possible? Or are we all so self-centered and needy we are totally incapable of truly getting along with one another? I feel like we live in a society where it’s the norm to not even know your neighbor’s name. How did this happen? I feel like that part in “The Break-Up” when Brooke is crying and asking Gary, “how did we get here?” No lie – that’s how intensely I treat this problem. Well, maybe treat isn’t the right word here because I feel like I haven’t done anything yet. More like think about, if you will. It sounds silly, I know, but the fact that the world is so messed up breaks my heart. I know it’s to be expected, but I can’t get over it, even when I seem to be numb towards it. Numb because I know it’s going to get worse before it gets better. Numb because I’ve always believed there’s no such thing as world peace. But even if world peace is truly impossible, there has to be a solution.

There’s that famous quote everyone’s heard of, “be the change you wish to see in the world.” I never remember correctly who said what, but I don’t think that really matters in this case. I think action in this case matters. Actual action. Not the spoken kind. Not the kind where you say you’re going to make plans to hang out and then nothing. Not the kind where you complain about every little thing wrong with the world and then offer no solutions. You can discuss anything to death, but in the end, something’s gotta be done. The question is, who is going to be first? I know, I know. It’s not that simple. Where do we begin? Well…

If every single person in the world focused on one thing they are truly passionate about improving in the world…Walt Disney couldn’t even imagine a world like this.