Not as someone's daughter, mother, or wife
To live as myself as a person, I constantly set out on unfamiliar paths.

The noise of Hanoi, the warmth of Mexico, the music of Cuba, the smiles of Sri Lanka,
In the sunset of Kota Kinabalu, the wind of New Zealand, and the tranquility of Chiang Mai
I realized what kind of person I want to be.

Travel is not about going outward
It has always been a path leading to me.

The journeys that I thought were escapes ended up being connected to life.
It allowed me to become someone who is fulfilled by the process rather than the result.

Life is about enduring the silence between departure and stay.

Those who walk their own path even if they waver,
In the story that Gil told me
I hope you find a sentence that encourages you.