I advise you to roll your eyes once now in order to spare yourself from having to later, as this is a classic “wow, I travelled and learned so much about myself” moment of reflection. Though I suppose my lessons have nothing to do with the big, philosophical questions about life, unless you abstract them very generously.
Me, four weeks into pondering life’s big questions sea-side.
SEA
Growing up, I was a terrible swimmer. My grandparents paid for multiple lessons over the course of a few summers, but the outcome was always the same—me freaking out that I ‘couldn’t breathe,’ calling out for a nose plug, and insisting I was fine continuing to just play a simple game of mermaids in the shallow end for the rest of my life.