Back to everyday life. And yet a little further.

The first week after Vietnam - between to-do lists and small islands of serenity.

The first week of work is almost over.

The calendar was full, the mind was quickly back in mode: get things done, react, function

And yet - something was different.

Perhaps because I wanted it to be different.

I found myself taking a deep breath more often.

Not to rush immediately.

To ask myself: What would Vietnam do now?

Probably sit down, have an iced coffee and see what happens.

It was stressful, yes.

But it was also a good week.

Because I took everything with me that didn't fit in my suitcase:

The serenity in chaos.

The kindness in small things.

The knowledge that everything somehow finds its way - even if things don't go according to plan.

Everyday life remains as it is.

But I can decide how I go through it.

Vietnam is far away - but the feeling doesn't have to be far away.