Last day in SEA

It’s my last day in SE Asia and I’m struggling with summing up my trip, but I will try.

Back home in both Chicago and Denver I felt like life was happening to me - I didn’t feel alive. Out here I have felt like I’ve lived two entire lifetimes.

I’ve been scared and alone in Bangkok. I’ve felt strong navigating my way to each next stop. I’ve learned why religion exists. I’ve prayed to Buddha and been blessed by monks. I’ve eaten the best food in the world. I’ve learned that sharing a language with someone isn’t a necessity for a great friendship. I’ve been hungover and slept on the floor of a filthy hostel. I’ve fallen in love. I’ve done irresponsible things. I got a tattoo. I know who my closest friends are, what I want to do with them, and why they mean so much to me. I’ve met best friends that I will see again in Amsterdam, Brisbane, Munich, London, and Wurzburg. I’ve gone through a painful (albeit stupid) breakup. I got tan. I partied until the sun came up. I learned why I like to dance. I got 3rd degree burns. I lost weight. I gained style. I played cards on a river in the middle of a 3rd world country. I played with children. I learned what it means to be kind to another human being just because they are alive. I learned the root of jealousy. I remembered how to fight with someone you care about. I cried at every goodbye. I appreciated good meals with new friends in strange places. I dove. I drank countless Changs. I did a Full Moon Party. I learned how to curse in German. I know what I want to do with my life - travel, experience, and share with others.

Most of all, I’ve loved - myself, my choices, and the people I have filled my life with.

I come back to the states with a passion, a direction, new friends, and for the first time in a while - happiness.