I miss everything about it. Walking in the middle of the street, dodging mopeds, haggling prices, cheap drinks, H Bar, the children, the clinics, the patients, my fellow 7G members, the bus, the monsoons, dancing in the rain, the heat, the dark nights, the stars, the river, and the people. Everything. Just thinking about the trip brings a smile to my face. Its made me realize what I want to do with my life, the people I want to keep close, and those that should inevitable drift away. Its a feeling a can’t quite describe. With that I end my time here on Tumblr, I can’t tell if you’ve been a good channel for catharsis or just an unnecessary distraction. Either way peace out. I’ll be back, Vietnam
It’s 5pm somewhere.