being a stranger

I’ve liked being a foreigner. I’ve always felt as a stranger and living abroad amongst so many other strangers just seemed to be the right thing. It helped clarifying my identity. There is no country I could go ‘home’. It was here in London watching the Chinese film Summer Palace that I realised what it had meant to me that the country I am from did not longer exist. I am not looking for a home anymore but wonder how it will feel to live in a country that is supposed to be my home.

One thought on “being a stranger

  1. Anja, be confident! You are home right now and sharing it with us in the way you are and do! I have been there – hunting nirvana not realising the value I had for those close to me :-)

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