The Dot.

I vividly recalled that hot summer day from 4 years ago. I laid on the carpet floor as the ceiling fan rhythmically ran with this immense hallow feeling of nothingness. I completed my undergrad at the time and my parents were proud; extended families congratulated me and asked whether I was excited or not. No. I… Continue reading The Dot.

Cảm ơn Việt Nam

From the bustling streets of motorbikes where they once pedaled their bicycles upon, to the dear old house they once resided in, I’ve retraced my steps to the place where my parents once left behind. Recently, I've had an opportunity to briefly visit Vietnam once again. Within six days of traveling within Vietnam, I unknowingly… Continue reading Cảm ơn Việt Nam