Spontaneity’s something I picked up from my mother. For the past three weeks, I took an
impromptu trip to Beijing and found myself in an entirely
different world. My China trip, as ironic as it may sound, was a breath of fresh air. Traveling heightens my senses--I notice the fine details of restaurants that often go unnoticed, the pungent smells, clashing sounds, and quirky customs.
There's something novel and artsy around every corner~ whether it be street vendors selling candied strawberries, aged drawings etched onto the wooden door frames of a traditional "四合院”, couples playing mahjong, or old women weaving colorful chinese jewelry. Pushing myself out of my comfort zone, I immersed myself in my new surroundings and really explored the city. The change in environment was refreshing. Sometimes, when we find ourselves at a dead end, the best cure for a roadblock is doing something spontaneous. This helps us clear our mind, open our eyes, and start fresh.
There's something novel and artsy around every corner~ whether it be street vendors selling candied strawberries, aged drawings etched onto the wooden door frames of a traditional "四合院”, couples playing mahjong, or old women weaving colorful chinese jewelry. Pushing myself out of my comfort zone, I immersed myself in my new surroundings and really explored the city. The change in environment was refreshing. Sometimes, when we find ourselves at a dead end, the best cure for a roadblock is doing something spontaneous. This helps us clear our mind, open our eyes, and start fresh.
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