You know that feeling when you’re exactly where you should be?
I don’t feel that here.
I love Vietnam. I love the food, I love the people I meet on the street. But from the second I landed in the airport, I knew I was doing something wrong.
The entire trip, up until this point, I’ve felt like my universe was colliding and expanding and I was totally and completely present. At times my body was buzzing from the knowingness that this was it.
Now I feel like I’m living a dream life, like my physical body is here but part of me is in a different dimension. I’m no longer having vivid dreams, I’m no longer feeling plugged in. I can’t figure out where I’m supposed to be - I’m fighting the feeling because I want to stay, I want to see this country.
I don’t have the feeling that anything bad will happen. I just have the feeling that I’ve dropped out of the flow.
So here we are, updating my travel blog.