13: paradise (almost) found, part two

or the realization that it doesn't exist

Last week, I wrote about my search for paradise on an island in southern Vietnam, which led me to break my foot on a motorcycle.

The morning I broke my foot, completely unaware of what was to come while I sipped my coffee and sat on that swing.

That was a long post because I wrote it out over a month in a doc on my phone. I was too afraid of publishing i…