At the Atlanta airport, amongst a throng of people, I felt a pang of loneliness. I had just walked past the arrival lobby bustling with locals all eagerly awaiting their family members. At the luggage claim, I recognized the relieved faces on those returning to their family. Atlanta is their destination; it is only a stop for me.
Then again, I am also going home. 家 is more than just the place where I eat, sleep, play and work, it is where my family is, I am from, and who I am. Even though I've just left my parents in the US, Shanghai is where my extended family live.
After all, it is the holidays, and everyone is going home.
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