How Traveling East Taught Me Tolerance And Gratitude

I sank into the comforter as though I was a heavy, soluble thing that could dissolve with enough time.

I had flown for the past eight and a half hours, making my way from Qatar to Hong Kong, without getting much sleep the night before.

The lamp hovering over my nightstand flooded my pillow reflecting off my hair, dyeing it an almost-blonde.

I remained there quietly, soaking in my own exhaustion. Tomorrow, I would be in Bangkok.

I grew up in the vibrant and equally boisterous city of Miami,...

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