NO Turkey in China

a new laptop,

alien turkey food in the thanksgiving day ?
That reminded me the very soul I love.
It’s like the Chinese body in American, but the mind of Chinese.
The mirror reflecting just your physical reality but not your real self in mind.

Smile in front of the full-sized mirror, smile to yourself, the stranger you’ve been ignoring to connect to.
Say hi courteously and wave to your image, and smile, and accept her, as the love of your life.

See your image twiddling her toes, and you smile back, cause you love that too.
Bring those toes to your nose, even if it smells, you love that too, cause it’s all yours.

Once you are to accept this image back, close to yourself, and willingly to love this seemingly but precious stranger, may be someday you’ll invite me too, a total stranger to your warm delicious meal to share.
(who’d dare to decline a warm meal !)

Pass me those turkey on that meticulous white china, please !
Oh, the turkey is so tender cooked, you don’t yank and the juicy drumstick just comes right off !
Delicious !
And who cares where the turkey was born, when it’s already tasty in the mouth with a gratifying heart.