On the night train from Bangkok, heading south, no sleep all night due to jet lag, heat, humidity, sweat. Just lying there, observing, noting, being. The discomfort being of zero relevance, it has started, the Letting Go aaaaaahhhh Asia… I love you… The “I am”, not “I do”… Worries, plans, longing, quests for projected outcomes, it all just being washed away with every “detouk-detouk-detouk” of the rails and its equivalent in feelings in my limbs. I didn’t know it would be back so fast, the vibe, the “I am”. Happy. Asia, even in these, your most urbanized, touristy, westernized parts, it’s still all over, this fundamental vibe. “I am”. It’s so good to be back.