Funny how we spend so much time trying to fit in when, in the end, it's those unfamiliar places and feelings that bring the most clarity.

Sometimes the things we think are problems, the differences, the discomfort, are the very things we need to experience.

Travel has a way of flipping everything on its head, making us realize that maybe "home" isn't one place, but any place where we let ourselves truly exist in the moment.

Thanks for sharing!