Searching for a new Beijing best friend
January 22nd, 2011
The phone call that I took this morning did more than sting. I broke into a full on (9 year old boy) cry when I hung up the phone. My best friend in Beijing told me we could not be friends anymore. His wife, the mother of his two young children, gets a bad feeling about me and she prefers that we discontinue our relationship. Out of respect for this guy whom I really like, his kids, and his wife, whom I have only met twice in person, I agreed to discontinue the friendship.
That phone call hurt and hopefully, (I know) with time, I will not feel so sad, lonely, and beat up. It came like a punch in the belly. Sometimes I get a tremendous sense of loneliness in Beijing. Right now happens to be one of those times.
