things you take home

A student anti-drug parade in Guayaquil. I've always been fascinated with how much of your personality is your conscious choice, and how much of it is just falling into the patterns of how other people expect you to act.

I think travel emancipates you from that. No one knows you. You can forget that you've always been shy, or that you've never liked fish. Or that you're a fantastic singer or an utter athletic failure.

I loved having a fresh start. I felt more fearless than I usually do. I felt more brave. I felt like someone who would travel through South America with a backpack. Not like someone who doubts herself so much, she has an entire blog about it.

I don't know how to hang on to that, and I don't want to lose it.

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