Forever immigrant

Forever Immigrant

I changed the city that never sleeps
for the city where I have to run to catch the last subway (aka tube).
I changed the small big apple for a huge old gigantic watermelon city
I am still on an island,
I am still near a gorgeous park and high modern buildings,
high rises and all gentrification follows me.

I thought my forever immigrant status won't change,
and then it changed, I choose to change it.
The Xmas lights are everywhere
and home can be wherever you decide to be.
Butterfly mind
we are travelers of life,
we are forever immigrants
because even if we were born in a piece of land,
or we bought it, it is not who we are,
and we don't really own it
21 Reasons why I am a forever immigrant...

I thought my forever immigrant status won't change,
and then it changed, I choose to change it.
My fight to be a permanent resident ended in on the city
just to start in the next one.
The outdoor dances can be found if you really look for them.
The hot summer days will arrive at some point,
climate change will make sure of that.
My melancholia for a city with more sun and fewer clouds
will pass fast like a summer storm
Kind people that connect with you,
and even more importantly, you can be your silly self around them,
can be found like beautiful bright flowers blooming on wild weed.
The Xmas lights are everywhere
and home can be wherever you decide to be.

Over-water life

I overwatered my plants because I over care about things.
I over care sooo much that I kill things.
I killed succulents, such as Aloe vera because I cared too much.
I asked guests 20 times if they want coffee or tea... or more cookies, or more air...or anything,
I asked 10 times "How are you? do you need anything?" to my husband, when he is sick
and that bothers him.
I am sooo caring that I annoyed people
I look like I have the steering wheel,
but in reality, I don't
I am just following the wind
like a leaf, just moving around wherever the wind blows
but always moving