Taipei, Brisbane, Kusatsu, and the fleeting thoughts in between. If I could give a faint smile the moment I step out the door, perhaps that would be my ideal life.
I didn't live that well, but I was afraid of living well. When I received a message from my mother at Christmas, I finally figured out why I was so afraid.
The Australian working holiday ended in just four months. After going around in a circle, I returned to the original starting point. About why I left early, the change in thinking in between, and a review of this trip.