Raced me on a motorbike. Swore every other word. Shared her fears with me Smiled at me unprompted. Approached me and told me about her adventures. I hope our paths cross again.

Driving through Bali on motorbikes at night. Leaving the house with the sole goal of seeing the sunset. Doing a massage every night. Using up an entire bottle of aloe over three days. Street racing on central roads.

I think about happiness exchange rate quite often. How much happiness do I get from the dollar that I spent on gas vs a banh mi? How much happiness do I get from the calories in an ice cream sandwich vs a bag of takis? Traveling has introduced me to a new form of happiness…

You and I can walk together. That way, there’s no distance for the lie of “I’m walking ahead of you because I don’t care about you” to live. I’ll tell you “I’m ready when you are” or ask “Is there anything else you want to see here?” so that you don’t feel like you didn’t…

As far as it depends on you: Live at peace with all men.