This work week, I have been getting up at six a.m. which means I haven't been lingering in bed as is most often times my habit. I have been getting up early in hopes of being able to upload a video to Youtube. Unfortunately, I have had no success.
I even was up early this morning, despite having gone to bed late last night. What happened was that a student invited some trainers to her apartment for a late supper. We were reluctant to go, not because we didn't want to, but because we were asked on very short notice. I went because I got myself talked into by my wife and the student. I don't regret going because the food was excellent. The student has a European boy friend, so I was able to eat some food I hadn't had in a while like dill gherkins, which were a sort of like a mini dill pickle. I haven't had dill pickles since I left Canada five years ago. I also had some Chinese cuisine from other parts of China that I had never before eaten -- very good as well. My only regret was that I was against it for time because I needed to leave before the last bus of the evening going towards Yanqiao and home (and my wife and son).
Leaving the apartment, I noticed that one can become quite disorientated in these huge apartment complexes. In the dark, everything looks the same. Thankfully, I chose the right path to get to the main entrance.
Once home, I read this short story by Flannery O'Connor called "Everything That Rises Must Converge." Such a wonderful story. Here is the link for it. A simple story, well-resented, and yet so profound on many levels.