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I'm sitting in the United lounge at SFO now waiting to board my flight to Beijing leaving in a few hours.

Like returning to see an old friend, I greet the dust, the pollution, the crowds with a feeling of familiar anticipation.

I am not a Chinese American -- I am a Chinese born and raised in America longing to be in one of his two elements. Not that I don't identify with the USA, but I choose to straddle both countries fully, and now the hiertherto neglected attachment of mine to China is calling all the more for me to cultivate it.

See you all from the motherland!