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I migrated for love in my 30s. Before that it had, truth be told, been on my mind anyway. Migration. Back then I didn't see it as migration, just living somewhere else, try things out and see if it can be "home". We are lucky to have the privilege to see it this way, that it is not a one way ticket, like for so many. We don't have to say goodbye to where we are from, we are still connected in many ways and can always come back (for now).

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you’re right, that’s what i’ve been trying to get my head around these days. that migration is a fluid thing, we can go there, come back, or go somewhere else later also okay. thanks for reading Rachel! ^^

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As someone who migrated here at 18 and also as someone who saw many friends leave over the last three years, I get it. So far it hasn't prompted me to pack up my bags and leave but the thought of HK as just a pit stop has never left my mind.

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Right, exactly. I think a lot of people (local or not) feel the same way, but now I’m starting to think that migration can also be a fluid concept— we can go, and we can come back, or go someplace else after entirely, and it doesn’t necessarily have to be a permanent thing.

And ofc a big THANKS for reading and dropping by and sharing your thoughts!!! 🤗

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