I Thought My Brother’s Wedding Invite Would Make Me Smile. The Envelope Did the Opposite.

to find my rhythm. I explored temples with their gleaming golden spires and peaceful Buddha statues. I got lost in markets bursting with colorful textiles and exotic fruits. I ate foods I couldn’t identify but that tasted vibrantly alive. And slowly, carefully, I began to make friends—other solo travelers at my hostel, each carrying their own stories continue reading …