I’m writing these words from Hanoi, after properly napping all day, several nourishing meals and now I’m sipping on my boba, while trying to wrap my head around how time flew by so quick the last month. Thinking back I’m not quite certain how I managed to move between timezones, places, contexts, cultures, convos and encounters without mixing everything up. Oh, don’t get me wrong – it was amazing and I loved every minute of it. Every. Minute.
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