He Returned to Saigon

Hey, it’s him again. After nearly 4 years of mountain seclusion, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, living on social welfare and the love of friends, he returned to Saigon. Saigon welcomed him with an unprecedented heavy downpour, as if to wash clean his stained ego. He was not angry or upset: he simply gave silent thanks, for having walked through those rainy and sunny days, he gained more knowledge, experience, and wisdom

His baggage now is neither heavy nor light: not heavy with gains and losses, yet not light with human affairs. Previously, his life was dry and isolated, lacking connection with nature, humans, and the universe. Now, he has promises to keep and clear wishes to manifest. This is an invisible thread, yet it connects him to the beautiful, intense frequency of 69 in the universe

Saigon, on the whole, remains the same: but Thao Dien is so different now. It seems he can find all the famous brands in Vietnam here. Four years ago, people only started drinking beer at 5pm. Now, everyone is drinking from 1pm: could happy hour be starting at 1pm? He has not tried it. Soma, his go-to cafe, is now packed with expats and tourists: there is no room left for him. Saigon is like a great ocean, welcoming a hundred rivers: that is how it becomes grand and majestic. And eventually, he will find another corner for himself

❤️ cowriter aethery