But, at the Mekong River, I had one of those AHA moments. I was doing a visa run into Laos. I was sitting at a table watching the expats and their young Thai partners, thinking how I saw the worst of my own culture in this place so far from home. Then my gaze shifted to the Mekong. The mother of all rivers. I watched as it became dusk. At once, more conspicuous as a person than I had ever been, but never more independent. The lights came on over in Laos. Small craft passed by, I could hear the gentle voices floating over the water. I was utterly alone. Then I had this flash. Nothing is impossible, I could do whatever I set my mind to, all I needed was courage and probably foolishness.
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