London, November 3, 2015
Skye, by any other name would sound like Odyssey.
However, I have just realised my first love for a place was dedicated to Saigon. There wasn’t a thing in Saigon that offended me. Even though I was pretty much alone, it was two magical years.
I would never know if I loved (or didn’t love) something if, for a moment in time, there wasn’t any distance.
My feet couldn’t always get me to where my treasured memories stayed, my heart could. My own heart has never failed to be my lighthouse.
I don’t always follow my heart, but I let it speak – that’s the shortest way I know to my every dream land.