NON FICTION: Opportunity Costs


One of my prouder moments.

I never really talk to strangers. That’s besides the fact that I can’t hold small talk for nuts. But my conversation with Eileen was as effortless as reciting the alphabet, and the return flight from Siem Reap was over in an instant.

As she gathered her little backpack, I asked her if that was all she had throughout her couple of years in Southeast Asia.

“Yeah,” she said, a smile in the corners of her mouth. “It’s little I know, but many people live with less, and this here is all I really need.”

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