The wind brings unknown words. I hear the call of distant lands. The road is burning under the sun of excitement, and so am I.
It’s been 41 days since I came back to France. I had time to release a small book and recover from my travels. I feel rested and ready to take on new challenges. Days feel slow in the French countryside. Slowness nurtures patience, and patience is a prerequisite for growth. Personal growth is a balance between a need for stability and a need for new ephemeral experiences.
I’m going back to South-East Asia in June to spend three months in Vietnam with my close family. It’s official: I bought the tickets yesterday. It’s the first time we do this trip together. My father’s parents emigrated from Vietnam six decades ago. He went there once. My brother is learning the basics of Vietnamese. He and my mother never traveled to Asia. It is going to be both moving and exciting.
I have almost two months ahead of me. Should I stay? Should I go? The young man wants to go East. But the young man also has work to do. The road will have to wait a bit.